ebonyfeather

Monsters in the dark, pt 2

Becker heard the faint scuffling, then a crash as something fell over. He turned, gun ready and crept forward as silently as he could. Though he had been trained for dangerous situations, his heart pounded in his chest as he heard the noise again.

Becker fired the EMD just as the generator flared to life, the lights coming on. He groaned. He was never going to live this down.

Connor looked over Becker’s shoulder at the unconscious rat, lying inside the empty paint can. He smiled.

“If anyone asks, we’ll tell them it was an evil, prehistoric rat,” he promised.