Friday, 22 May 2015

The intruder

Scary sound woke me up. I could feel the presence of an intruder.
Rubbing my eyes while trying to come out of my sleep, with shivering hands and sweat sliding down my temple, with-in a whisker I grabbed my weapon.
Knelt down to my knees and hid behind the sofa with the weapon in my hand and the target on my mind.
Waiting for a move from the intruder so that I can strike back. Opportunity arrived and my first hit wounded the intruder.
Slowly peeping out of my hideout, I could see that the intruder was battling for life.
Suddenly I put a vessel above it, so that I can sleep peacefully.

Can you guess who the intruder was and what the weapon was ?