Week 16

In the dark, absolute darkness of the night, the silence seemed deafening. A interloper appeared virtually out of nowhere in midst of of the sheer darkness. He stealthly crept foward. The coast was clear. Taking a cursory glace around, His eyes registered to the stark white house. Suddenly, cannine teeth flashed before his sight and he could discern shadowly movements circling him menacingly. He panicked. Has he been discovered? He let out a ear-slipping scream as something sharp sank into his fleshy thighs. The indigenous intruder crashed into the ground, with breaths getting weaker every second. His heart beat its final time, slipping into deep abyss..... Unknown to him this place was guarded 24 hours by vicious, unmerciful mastiffs.