I was creeping around the foliage as if I was some sort of undercover investigator. I was told that I looked like a member of SWAT. The intruder was in hiding, not knowing where I lurked. My weapon was locked, loaded, and pointing toward the ground. I quickly walked throught the ti-leaves as if I'm a ninja trying to sneak up on my victim. My immediate thought was, "Why am I hold this weapon as if I'm some pro? Well, it must be a bit too much Dog the Bounty Hunter episodes."
I pause when I realize that my prey sees me and looks at the weapon in my hand. We both freeze and I have thoughts that children get when they don't know any better. The type when they stop moving, thinking no one sees them. As if?
My thoughts run a rampant; something I'm sure real-life ninjas and SWAT members don't encounter. I think "Do I really want to do this? Can I really do this? I have to. I must. Really? I don't want to do this, really I don't."
As I slowly step my way forward, the intruder takes a step back. We seem to be in snyc. I now have only moments to decide whether I should just "handle the situation" or to let my prey crawl away injured....
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