Nocturnal

Tard

High up on an apartment building across the street from the mansion, a very still, very quiet person watched the man in black circle the block again. The man was checking out the monster’s house, Tard just knew it.

How exciting!

Tard watched the monster’s house every night. Aside from regular bursts of sheer terror when the monster left, or sadness when the monster came back with one of Tard’s badly wounded brothers or sisters, nothing interesting ever happened.

But this was interesting.

Who was this person?

What did he want with the monster’s house?

Tard watched the man in black turn left on Jackson and vanish from sight. Would he be back again?

Tard hoped so.