I’m out now, escaped when the moon was full, slipping past the werewolves and – no, the vampires and zombies had been banned, so I didn’t have to worry about them.
I reach home, only one thought on my mind… destroy. Must destroy that foul beast, the owl mug. I need to sneak.. slowly and carefully. It is still night – and because it’s only a mug, it will be asleep. It will not hear the soft tread of my feet on the kitchen floor. Mu-ha-ha-ha, soon t...