histórias de Imnotamonster

My breathing hitched. Its blazing red eyes glared at me through the metal cage. I blinked a few times, and it snarled at me in return. I smelled the musty air, not being able to pay attention to anything else. Its claws scraping at the cold, damp floor. I grabbed a rusty bar on the cell, and leaned my head in. (Note: Completed story)