The Monster

A sleeping monster rests on an ever growing carpet. It's leash must be carefully attached. One wrong move and there will be fatalities. In the safety of shelter the end of the leash is fixed onto the guardian against the elements. A button is pressed, sending death tumbling into the ravenous maw of the monster. Now for the hard part. The monster is poked awake and it roars with displeasure sending the carpet's inhabitance running for cover. With whipping words and sinewy strength the monster's tamer forces it to start moving until threads of carpet enter the monster's mouth. Then the tamer loses control.

Published 21st of October 2016