THE PEPPER SPRAY

A dark silhouette moved effortlessly along
the carpet of shadows of the night...
Perched on top a building, maintaining vigil

A lone woman walked by and its eyes followed her,

through the dark alley,

swiftly it swung to action,

leaping in bounds of joy,

whistling its luck, thanking its stars....

A lonely patch of road, surrounded on either side by dense ambush ,like a hunter it lay in wait
crouched and hungry
letting time pass its mark until she arrived blissfully unaware into the trap destiny laid

A big dark leopard,

silent as death,shining in the moonlight.

it lunged and caught her throat in a moment of triumph

She fought the monster , flailing her hands wailing for help,
the more she wailed , the quicker the teeth dug into her throat

With one stroke of evil genius and a roar of victory,

he killed her,

and devoured her small little heart into his thundering stomach...

all that was left of her was her handbag with a bottle of pepper spray....