1943 june 19 

I was so excited my team was at the airport about to go on the zeppelin. We were going to the Ancient King Serpent Ruins. As I stepped on the etched bedrock building, I could hear the sound of a screaming gullible animal trying to get on my nerves. As we ventured in the brain hurting screech was still going on. Then we got into the main part. I heard it and I saw it. I took my heavy bag off and threw it as hard as I could. Stunning the beast. Regret washed over me. It opened my bag and there was a monkey pushing a computer off the historical building. I stormed out hating that thing.

It was a dark blustering night. I was in the cellar with George trying to find something of value. As we ventured farther in there was a horrid smell and a cleansing howl. Foot steps seemed to get closer. Still no sign of something to burglarize. Then I saw it running was to only option. There was a flash a lightning at the cellar door. And a mysteries adumbration. It was coming. I heard its wicked snarl it inched me back. Then I saw the shades of its orange and black fur. The tiger was blocking our escape. I knew there was only one way out.