Stone

I’m taking shelter in a small store downtown tonight since it’s too dark to get back home. I’ve collected enough supplies to last me a few weeks, so I’ll head back home tomorrow morning. I’m about to lie down on my sleeping bag when I hear the sound of the front door of the store opening (I’m in the back room)… Oh, shit… is it an animal?! I pick up my hand gun and cautiously step out and squint my eyes through the darkness.