Friday, February 26, 2010


I know it’s a trap, but the prize is just too tempting.

As I creep toward the horrible apparatus, I pace myself. I will not let anticipation make me careless. This task I have must be precise, because as surely as success would mean my dreams come true, failure brings only death.

Careful, then. Careful.

There is, I tell myself, no need to worry. Worry only causes my hands to tremble. Slowly, carefully remove my prize from the pedestal and….


“Another damn mouse. Seriously, if I catch one more of these things in here I’m complaining to the landlord.”

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