Стража! Стража!

           "Didyouseethat?Whatwasit?"Mootylookedupatthedarkfigureemergingfromtheshadows."Who’reyou,anyway?"headdedsuspiciously.

           guess,saidthevoice.

           Mootypeeredatthehoodedfigure.

           "Cor!"hesaid."Ithoughtyoudintturnupforthelikeso’me."

           ITURNUPFOREVERYONE.

           "Imeanin...person,sortofthing."

           sometimes.onspecialoccasions.

           "Yeah,well,"saidMooty,"thisisoneofthem,allright!Imean,itlookedlikeabloodydragon!What’samantodo?Youdon’texpecttofindadragonaroundthecorner!"

           andnow,ifyouwouldcaretostepthisway...saidDeath,layingaskeletalhandonMooty’sshoulder.

           "Doyouknow,afortunetelleroncetoldmeI’ddieinmybed,surroundedbygrievinggreatgrandchildren,"saidMooty,followingthestatelyfigure."Whatdoyouthinkofthat,eh?"

           ITHINKSHEWASWRONG.

           "Abloodydragon,"saidMooty."Firebreathing,too.DidIsuffermuch?"

           NO.ITWASPRACTICALLYINSTANTANEOUS.