The Vicious Guards in the Alley
With my stomach grumbling like thunder, I went out during my one-hour lunchbreak to grab something to nibble on. It was pitch dark outside; there was no moon or stars floating over the ether. It felt gloomy while I was walking along the deserted alleyway. The only source of light was my phone's flashlight, which made it more difficult to see my steps.
As I was halfway down the alley, a roaring bark reverberated out of the blue. My heart jumped out of my chest and pounded heavily. I felt as cold as ice. My hands trembled like a leaf, and my legs became noodles. Despite being horrified, I continued walking.
Arriving at the mouth of the alley, I saw two black, voluptuous dogs appear in my sight. My throat became as barren as the Sahara Desert. My palms started sweating and dripping incessantly. The gaze of the dogs was as sharp as a razor, enough to kill me in a snap. Slowly, they were moving uprightly and stiffly towards me, with heads slightly raised, pricked ears directed forward, and tails erected and rigid.
Without thinking twice, I turned my back on them and scampered away at the speed of light. A thunderous and spiteful bark blanketed and echoed, disrupting the serenity of the surroundings, and the vicious dogs began to run after me, sprinting like cheetahs. Glancing back, I noticed they were very close to me, and my nervousness was on top of a hill. With all my strength, I ran as quickly as I could. It was the fastest run I had ever done in my life.
When I finally got to the house, I was gasping for air, my lungs constricting. I felt a piercing pain on the left side of my chest, which was unbearable. I threw myself on the floor and its coldness touched my bare skin. It made me shiver down my spine. Moments later, I was back with my real self. So, I checked my phone, and I saw it was almost half an hour before I would have to get back to work.
Being deadly famished, I decided to ask my little brother to accompany me. As we neared the aperture of the alley, the dogs were no longer to be found, as if they had never existed at all. I was able to purchase some bread and a liter of Coca-Cola. Like a hungry tiger, I devoured everything. Then, my grumbling stomach became silent. When we were heading home, I saw the dogs in the same spot as they had been earlier. But, when we had passed them, they were as silent as the grave, and as gentle as lambs.