
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs through corn syrup blood Oh great, another origin story. So apparently Midnight Marauder spawned when some cursed film reel got jammed in a drive-in projector during a B-movie marathon. Classic "technology meets supernatural" trope - very original, Hollywood. Now it stalks disc golfers like they're final girls. Because nothing says "horror icon" like chasing people who throw frisbees at metal baskets, am I right?
adjusts vintage horror movie glasses So Midnight Marauder needed its first victim—I mean, "chosen one." Enter Baylor Sandberg, PDGA #177702, whose 948 rating apparently screamed "final boy material" to our supernatural film reel. The tag sensed his potential for B-movie heroics when he threw a disc into the fog and didn't immediately flee like a smart person. Classic horror protagonist behavior, really. But can he survive the sequel that is competitive disc golf?