Breathing heavily, Terry and Jasmine gazed at each other. Heart pounding, they stood up with clammy hands, wondering what would come. Scanning the room, both took compact steps, reaching from window to window, one lay untouched. Taking miniature, Terry took the risk to glance out. Under him, lay an innocent creature, it had blue beady eyes that stared at him, mesmerizing green scales that clash across the ground, a venomous, forked-tongue that spits out poison and a mouth, big enough to consume a child. Leaping back, they nervously glared at it.

“Hello there,” it said, Terry and Jasmine peered at each other, frozen.

“You can talk?” Jasmine exclaimed, mouth gawping.

“Will you be my friend?” It asked, just as it slithered towards them. Walking dilatorily, they approached it, with sweat dripping from their hands.