So Far

house.  The wind just seemed to grab those doors.  He started for the next house.

R.C. raised his rifle and turned towards the space between the two houses.  The snow was moving up and down like it was breathing.  He raised the rifle to his shoulder and looked through the scope.  Something began to break through the snow.  Long black claws poked through.  They sliced the ice and pushed it aside.  Wrinkled dark brown hands pushed the snow aside.  R.C. fingered the trigger but waited.  They weren't hands;  they were paws.  A snout pushed through the snow.  It was nearly black, and sharp white teeth protruded from darker lips.  R.C. eased up.  The head poked out and he saw the yellow eyes and the ridged forehead.

"Just a Devil Digger." he said lowering his weapon.

The Devil Digger's long straggly fur was coated in snow crystals.  It extricated itself from the snow.  R.C. frowned at it.  It responded by waving its front paws about and chattering at him.  It looked to be pretty old.  It was about a foot and half long in the body.  He turned away from it, and it fell silent.

The next house looked pretty much like the rest of them except it had a single door.  The door was wooden and it opened out on to the street.  The wind worked at it.  <Bang...>  <Bang...>  <Bang...>

R.C. stepped into this next house.  The sun hovered on the horizon behind him.  It streamed in