I stared at the collapsed building, a bad feeling within me. The legends say, a crocodile lives here. A pet of the old owner of the house before the spark came from the fireplace onto the carpet…
I walked into the ruin. My brain telling me to bolt out of there, but my heart, telling me to explore and find the truth behind this orange brick building.
It had been around 20 minutes by now. “Nothing strange…” I murmured to myself.
I looked around the corner and to my surprise, a giant, crocodile was sitting there. It stood up and saw me . It opened its jaw wide.