To Hell and Back

Evening, Gordo. I haven't seen you on your bike recently.
No. I'm trying to forget that last ride.
Whaddya mean?
You see these scars?
Whoa dude! Nasty. You in a fight at the bar?
Not a bar. Not around here.
Tell me the other guy looks a lot worse.
That's the thing. It wasn't a guy.
Not a guy?
No! And not human. This terrifying giant grinning thing appeared out of the darkness. Forced me off the road. I can't remember anything after that, including how I got back here.
Damn.
I hope to hell I never see anything like that again.
It's a crazy world out there, man.
Yeah. Do you happen to have any raw meat on you? It's strange. I've been real hungry lately. Especially at night.
You don't say.