I’m very fond of photography, Proud owner of Mark-11 7D. I love taking pictures of birds, cats, and nature.Two years back on a rainy evening, while ...itting in my room browsing some random stuff on my laptop I heard something pecking on my window. I turned and saw two sparrows. I took out my camera and went near the window but those just flew away towards the opposite building.I sat there and started searching the streets through my camera lens to try some night shots. While I was moving the. Now within revolver range we both drew our .38 calibre revolvers, released the safeties and cocked the triggers ready to fire, but couldn,t for fear of hitting the wrong Alsatian. Our decision was made for us as the larger black dog caught the smaller one unawares and sank its wicked fangs into the unprotected neck then released the dying a****l, its muzzle now covered with blood. We both prepared to shoot the killer when it turned its glowing red eyes on us and suddenly I felt pure evil and. And then the door of the bar opened, breaking my playful mood."Oh shit," I muttered, annoyed with being interrupted."Oh shit," said the odd man. "He's not supposed to be here." You know him?" I asked, as I watched the newly arrived man strideacross the floor as if he owned the place. There was just somethingabout this man that riled me. "I don't like him one little bit." I'm not surprised, nobody ever does. No one has ever liked him." Who is he?" I can't tell you. He isn't supposed to be. ” Gently Julie lowered the kitten back into the basket. “It won’t be long I promise love.” She told the little kitten as it protested with feeble cries. “Don’t cry now! I’ll ‘ave you out ov ‘ere in no time!” Julie picked up the basket and her lantern and set off back through the caves her mission now forgotten in her haste to bring this helpless little creature to safety. It was easy now the return passage. She was almost hurrying ignoring the images of horror etched on the walls, their images.