We stood there in the darker than dark doorway, my flashlight wavering in my hand, hovering over the ground. Something moved; it was small, like a rat or a cat. I jumped, Sandy jumped. “Hello?” I called again. There was a small rustling noise which I assumed was the small animal we had heard. I stepped inside bravely, dragging Sandy behind me.
“I’m not scared,” she hissed.
“I am,” I told her over my shoulder, but to prove I wasn’t, raised the light and scanned the stalls. They were all empty. Except for a slight lump in one in the far corner. “Stay here,” I said, but Sandy would not let go of my arm. “No, I’ll go with you,” she said, “But only so you won’t be too scared.”
As we approached the lump, something scurried over towards us and began to climb my leg. I nearly gave it a golden s
