Crow Valaska

The mansion was quiet when crow came in at 3 am it looked something out of a horror the way the shadows played and danced on the Victorian decor and crown molding The night guards were the only ones up as crow passed they stiffened nervously he was about to go up the mahogany tiled staircase when he felt cold metal bitting into his neck “Dogs know not to bite their masters let alone leave their bed” crow turned to you