||[Jun. 13th, 2007|09:12 pm]
I guess those big windows in the bedroom weren't such a good idea. They couldn't get through the security doors, so they took out the window. They must have smelled Kujo.|
I came home and saw them out there. Remembered what I learned in the movies... stay low, be quiet, attract no attention. It was hard trying to get my keys out without making any noise. I hid between the garbage cans next to the house. Stupid fuckers can't see me anyways, but I figured the garbage would cover up my scent.
I saw the broken glass and didn't hear Kujo barking so I knew it was a bad situation. I didn't hear anything crashing about in the house either, so I figured it was safe to go in, and even if they were being quiet, I could always barricade myself between the two security doors... guess where I am now?
His crate was torn open, pieces of metal sticking out like jagged teeth and there is blood EVERYWHERE.
Fuck, I wish they hadn't eaten my dog. I don't know where anyone is. My battery on my phone died when my mom called to tell me what was goi
Had to move, they came through from the upstairs hallway. They moved a lot slower than usual... must have been all the drug-addled miscreants upstairs that transferred the chemicals in their blood. I thought crack was an upper?
No time for jokes. Gotta find friends. I can't do this alone.