The nightmare is over

[triadruid]

featherynscale had already fled upstairs. I slowly crept around the corner, found a weapon, and returned, all in darkness and as much silence as I could manage. Then I turned on the lights, one by one, to corner him. Much scuffle ensued, and I'm afraid her room is a little the worse for wear. But after many blows, he finally stopped leaping at me and succumbed. I disposed of the body, and triumphantly climbed the stairs.

featherynscale was at the top of the stairs, passed out on the couch and obviously exhausted from the ordeal. The adrenaline was jumping in my veins, but I woke her as gently as I could and said, "It's over. He's dead."

Fuckin' crickets.