The monster oozes from the closet, slinks past Tim’s bed to Jon’s. It pulses wetly. Jon sobs, “No, Timmy!” It writhes, slurps. Tim smiles.
Tim seems like a little psychopath! Yikes!
OMG. Love this.
The names are different, but that sounds like my brother trying to scare me. My other brother would pounce, end of monster! Ha Ha!