One. Two. Three. Four...
I hide just behind the door,
Careful not to make a sound
As the Clicking start to make their rounds.
Five. Six. Seven. Eight...
Legs unfold 'bove Ruffle's crate.
I'm careful not to make a sound.
As the Clicking starts its winding down.
Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve...
Further down the Clicking delves.
Careful, careful, don't make a sound.
My hands clench 'round the tight grip bound.
Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen.
Don't be seen.
Don't be seen.
The grip in my hands begins to gleam.
Sixteen. Seventeen...
Its back is turned.
I keep unseen.
Eighteen. Nineteen...
I thrust my arms.
It lets out a scream.
Twenty.
I hear more Clicking,
Somewhere else unseen.
