George was just about to go to the mall. He enjoyed the mall. Some days all he ever thought of was the mall and everything that was there. Some of the stores even had freebies which his Master enjoyed asking for and then sneaking them to him. George even liked beer, Master wasn't very fond of beer though, he liked something red and in a large, round glass.
Some days Master dressed up in long robes and drew weird things on the walls of our home and invited strange people over. I didn't like those days, so I always tried to go outside. But Master would just put me in the bedroom and close the door.
One day Master opened the door.
The red stuff was everywhere. It was on the floor and coming down the walls. I shook, he put me outside.
I played outside for a little while playing with an old tire that was in the backyard first. When the sun went down and Master still hadn't let me back into the house I started to get worried. So I curled up on the steps and waited for Master.
I wasn't used to cold though and soon my tail was shivering from it. My eyesight wasn't that good, especially at night.
I liked sleeping during the night, I was different from all the giant rats, that's what Master always told me.
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We Are The Night
Mystery / ThrillerThey come out at night. To be fed. They are not nice.