Malcolm peeked over the wall to get a look at what he wanted. Then he quickly ducked down. Did she see him? No. But she likely knew he was there, and was probably about to flip out about it. There wasn't much time. He had to do this now, or he'd be caught. As he slid along the brick, his back ran up against one that was jutting out. He squeezed his mouth with his hand to prevent a howl. That would bring them over too soon. Malcolm crouched and crawled behind a bush. They were nearly there. He had to time it perfectly. If they were too far away, they would have time to put up a defense. Too close, and they take him out before he's over. He rocketed himself into the air and pulled his stomach across the ledge. She went after him, screaming at the top of her lungs. He looked back and could see them right in that sweet spot, weapons raised. He lowered his legs down to her and braced for the pain. She clamped down hard. Blood trickled down and tickled his toes. The men, not quite realizing what was happening, ran over and grabbed him angrily by the shoulders to pull him back to the other side. But he wasn't alone. Her jaws were still wrapped around his ankle. Recognizing the smell of her captors, the monster released Malcolm's leg and had herself a nice meal. By the time she was done, she was full. So, she ignored Malcolm and ran off to find her monster babies.
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Friday, February 27, 2015
Microstory 3: The Wall
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