Finally letting the sun fade and the moon rise, I watch as you all fall asleep. How foolish of you. Sleep is for the weak. I do not sleep. Ever. You humans are pitiful.
As a treat, I decide to let one of my pets go. A surprise for when you wake up. My pet is what some call a pterodactyl. It's ruthless and finds flesh the most delicious thing in the world. It is a force to be reckoned with and will in no circumstances play with you--unless you're dead.
RULES: Same as always.