"Damn, I hate this place." A young, tortoiseshell tom said irritably. He growled, his red, bushy tail swinging back and forth. He stared at the little monitor on his desk. "15% power left..." he murmured. He flicked from camera's 2B to 2A. He glanced at the time. 4:00 AM. He had two more hours until opening time, when his job would be over. Though this was his last night -night 7-, it looked like he wasn't going to make it. "Okay, Redtail," he spoke to himself quietly, willing himself not to panic. "Just put the camera down, and only look at it occasionally-"
THUMP...
...THUMP...
...THUMP...
Pawsteps.
Redtail clicked on the camera that showed Pirate Cove, and the blood in his veins turned ice cold. "Shit, shit, shit!" Redtail leaped out of his office chair, and smacked the 'close door' button on the left, just as Mapleshade's figure loomed in the dark hallways. He breathed a sigh of relief, sliding down the metal door, ignoring the banging on the other side of the door. "Thank Starclan." Redtail slowly got up, his heart still pounding, and picked up the monitor, right when Golden Hawkfrosts's blue eyes flashed in front of him. Startled, he threw the monitor across the room, as the lights dimmed, and the door shot open, a droning noise sounding. The power had gone out.
"No... not now..." Redtail whispered, backing up against the other wall, as Tigerstar's song played. Amber eyes glowed in the doorway, white fangs grinning. The music abruptly stopped, the eyes and smile disappearing. Redtail was left with 30 seconds of pure silence, terror devouring him. "I'm... I'm sorry, Bluestar!" The deputy screamed, as Tigerstar lunged for him, screeching in his face. "Sorry doesn't cut it…" Whispered a mottled brown tabby from the right door, as she slowly crept in. Redtail writhed in agony, as all life slipped from the cat.
FIVE NIGHTS AT THUNDERCLAN'S