Day 4 in the Big Sober House
Day 4. Midnight. The housemates hear screams from outside the house. They hear the scurrying of hundreds of tiny feet, the swoops of feathered wings disturbed in flight, the can sense the moon pulling a big cumulonimbus over it's face so as he can't see the horrors that are happening outside the house.
Even the eyes that spied where Byrdie hid the keys to the Booze Shed look on in horror.
Dr Richard Head and Trigger - hiding out in their car, still quietly scheming - realise the danger about them. Dr Richard Head jumps onto Trigger's lap in fear, sweat pouring from their pale white faces.
Could it be? Could it really be the return?
Could it really be the return of the Tyrannosaurus Pipkineximus? AKA Pipkin, the bird-butchering, mouse-mincering, rabbit-ripping, squirrel-squishing, deer-destroying, cat.
Dr Richard Head grabbed his telescope -
TRIGGER: That's not your telescope, Richard.
DR HEAD: It's not? Oh... I see... Sorry about that.
Dr Richard Head grabbed his actual telescope and peered through...
And there peering back at the other end was the twinkling, sneering evil red eye of Tyrannosarus Pipkineximus...
TBC
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