
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs through corn syrup blood Oh GREAT, now I have to narrate the birth of some ethereal fear-farming entity? The Horror Harvester spawned when a forgotten drive-in's final scream echoed through the void, creating this shimmering haze that literally feeds on terror like some discount Monsters Inc. situation. It wanders courses collecting authentic B-movie moments because apparently even FEAR has quality control now. Will it harvest YOUR bogey anxiety next?
sighs dramatically So the Horror Harvester needed its first victim—I mean, "chosen one"—and naturally gravitates toward Isaac Crow. Because nothing says "B-movie protagonist" like PDGA #264565 wandering courses with an 882 rating! The tag sensed his potential for generating premium fear content when he inevitably faces that signature disc golf terror: the dreaded water carry. Will Isaac's crows come home to roost, or will he just... wing it?