’70s Ahnold’s coming after me, all veins and mass, yelling in growly “aaahs!”.  In desperate panic, I’m running away, tipping over whatever I can at him to make obstacles and slow him down.  Toppled chairs and boxes trail in my wake.  Suddenly, my eReader drops out of my jacket (open to Echo, of course) and a stream of adulterous maids flies at him.  Agog with lust, he stops in place and murmurs cheesy catch-phrases.

You can take Conan down too.  Buy Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here:  Vol. 1 on Kindle.  Vol. 2 on Kindle here:  Vol.2 on Kindle.  Both volumes on other eReaders here:  Echo on other eReaders