Friday, February 3, 2012

Six Foot Turkey

It was night time, and the house was dim. There were intermittent lights on- a lamp here, a wall fixture there... Just enough to see our way.
All of them were low level, "warm" lights one might say.
I was with at least one other person, and we were being chased by Raptors.
The were smaller, no more than chest height - around four feet?
Dark green, and large foreheads (both long and wide).
We worked our way up from the basement, navigating thru unfamiliar rooms.
It was my house, or a house I knew, yet the set-up was still new to me.
I told my friend to keep going, I knew there was a cat in the house and I heard something behind us.
It sounded more like a cat than a raptor, but I wasn't certain and I wanted to protect my friend.
I was lucky, it did end up being the cat. A darker cat, possibly longhair, that almost fled into the basement when I approached it.
However,I managed to herd it the other direction, away from the oncoming raptors.
Although our group might've started out larger, and some people unfortunate enough to get caught, I never actually witnessed anyone attacked, only being chased by two or three raptors and they never seemed to make it to the upper level.

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