The sun was slowly setting over the city. Young Joseph was enthusiastic. Everything went according to plan so far. He could hear the guard snore from outside the small shed. The black scaled dragon waited a few minutes, before he quietly opened the door and slipped inside. The old dog was sitting on a rusty chair, back turned towards the door. The teen pulled the long knife, he had brought with him, from his jacked, carefully placing it against the canine's neck. The shepherd's eyes snapped open, as his warm blood splattered all over the small table and dirty wall. He flailed his arms, trying to get up from the chair, before collapsing to the floor. His eyes wide open and lifeless. The teen waited a few moments, admiring his first kill of the night. Maybe he could come back later and put the dog's dead body to some use, but for now he had other plans. Joseph shifted his attention to the small screen, switching between the different surveillance cameras of the zoo. With a few strokes on the corresponding keyboard he deleted the recordings, showing him cutting a hole into the fence and approaching the guards shed, before shutting down the whole system. It would be fun leaving the recordings to document his escapades, but he didn't want to risk getting caught. Before leaving he grabbed a large keyring from a hook on a wall.

Strolling down the wide main path, a large sports bag over his shoulder, Joseph thought about where to start his adventures. A large sign advertising the new meerkat exhibit caught his attention. As a child he had loved watching these small mammals. From afar, he could see a group of small heads popping up, curious about the new visitor. The teen unlocked the gate and entered the enclosure. Naturally shy animals, but born and raised in captivity, they learned people entering their territory usually brought tasty snacks, so they slowly creeped up on Joseph, surrounding the dragon. Nudging his feet. He carefully put his bag aside, before sitting down among these cute little fellas. He played with them for a bit, but that wasn't why he was here. He started unzipping his pants, his two twelve inches springing free from his underpants, both equipped with a row of tiny spikes on the underside and ready to do some damage. One of the younger meerkat curiously started climbing up his leg up to his lap, where he was met by Joseph's two, throbbing lengths. The dragon enjoyed the small critters playing on and around him, blissfully unaware of what the reptile planned to do next. Feeling the small feet on his cocks amplified his vile thoughts and ideas, but he was beyond the point of caring about morals, or the wellbeing of other creatures. He grabbed the small body with a strong hand. The young meerkat struggled, squirmed, even tried biting Joseph, in a desperate attempt to free itself, but the dragon's thick, scaly skin protected him from the tiny teeth. “Everything will be fine…” he petted the struggling animal’s sturdy fur. “I won’t do anything to your family.” Probing it’s bottom he found it was probably a male, but it didn’t really matter, it had a hole to satisfy the teens' needs. Joseph aligned the tip of the left, of his double dicks with the tiny opening. He grabbed the small body with both hands and started pulling it up and down his throbbing length. The tiny spikes lining the undersides of his cocks, gripping the soft tissue inside. As, with each thrust, he drilled deeper and deeper into the tiny body, it soon contained more dragon dick, than anything else, he felt the young meerkats weak muscles squirm all around his cock, massaging his length. With every stroke, it got closer and closer to the cocks base. The animal's struggles got weaker and it's voice slowly faded away. He prepared for his first finale of the night, pulling it down all the way into his crotch, feeling something tear and the blood covered tip of his cock rising up from the, now dead, meerkats mouth. It's lifeless eyes, giving the dragon a look of reproach, as the dragons cum, mixed with blood and torn gutts, spurted from it, like a fountain. Joseph slowly pulled the, mostly caved out, corpse from his cock. The other meerkats had fled into their burrow, out of the teens' reach. It was a good first kill for the night. He didn't count the guard dog, as he didn't had fun with him, yet. He reached into his bag, took out a large knife and cut off it’s small tail, a souvenir to remind him of his fun time with these little critters, before carefully laying its corpse down in the grass. “Thank you, little one.”

A large hall in the center of the park, the dolphin laguna, was his next destination. He had to try a few different keys, before the large door swung open with a loud squeaking sound. Joseph was greeted by wet, salty air. The pool was located in the center of the building, surrounded by high stands and flood lights. As he approached the edge of the water, he slowly stripped off his clothes, dropping them to the ground beside the pool. Now bare naked he stood on the edge of the pool, the tiny waves, caused by the dolphins swimming around their enclosure, hitting his feet. He took a deep breath and made a step forward. The water wasn’t as warm as the air on this summer night. Surprised he exhaled all the air from his longues, before sucking in water. He was part aquatic dragon, his slut of a mother had never told him who his dad was, but this was one of the few positive things he had inherited from him. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the new environment. A large dark shadow swam by, only about three feet in front of him, followed closely by a smaller one. Something nudged him from the side. He turned around and was frightened, an open jaw and pointy teeth only inches from his own snout. The dolphin squeaked in a way, Joseph interpreted as laughter, before turning around and swimming away. He swam around for a few minutes, playing with the large aquatic mammals, trying to gain their trust. The new playmate quickly caught the attention of the young calf. He managed to lure the young cetacean into a small, swallow, adjacent pool. The calf didn’t realise what situation it was in and stayed relatively calm, even as Joseph closed down the gate, separating them from the other dolphins. Swimming around the teen, nuding it with its snout, before quickly retreating, playing some kind of catch with his new playmate. The Calve approached the dragon from behind, nibbling a bit at his tail, before making a quick turn. He played with the young phin for a few minutes, but at some point he wanted more. He wrapped his legs around the dolphin's tail and used his wings to push the two of them to the ground of the pool. It was a female. Pulling the small lips aside the dragon probed her slit with his scalie fingers. He found her tiny vaginal opening and a bit further down her even tinier anus. Tentatively he pushed two digits into the young forbidden depths. He knew dolphins were inherently horny creatures, even at such a young age, and this specimen was no exception, as the calve bent his tail upwards, pushing against Joseph's fingers, driving them deeper into its own body. It’s insides twitching with pleasure. The teen decided to take the next step. Wrapping his legs around the dolphins tailbase he aligned his cocks to take both it’s virginities at once and started pressing his heads against the two openings. The cub's vagina was tight, but nothing compared to it’s tiny pucker. Realising it wasn’t ok with what the strange winged creature did to it, the dolphin squirmed, trying to escape it’s grip. Joseph quickly grabbed it’s flippers and strengthened his legs grip around the calf's tail. He slowly increased the pressure of his lengths against the dolphins resistance. Cetaceans had strong vaginal muscles, they normally used to stimulate their partner, or even to pick up things, but the lusty dragon was stronger. The calf made a pained squeak, followed by a few bubbles escaping from its blowhole, as Joseph finally overcame both opening muscles and sunk into the young sweet body. Dolphins could hold their breath for up to 20 minutes, but Joseph didn’t need to hold his breath. He continued taking in full lunges of water, while slowly fucking the young animal. From time to time, he took short breaks, further stretching out this incredible experience. The cold water helped cool down his body, delaying his orgasm. The calves' struggles had died down. Joseph pulled it closer enjoying the feeling of it’s, even so slightly warmer, than the water around them, body. But after 10, maybe 15 minutes, it started to struggle again, as it probably started to run out of air. The phin thrashed it’s tail, throwing its head around, trying to wriggle free. But Joseph wrapped his own tail around the calf's fluke, pushing it down against the ground of the pool. He enjoyed the spasms and wriggles of the tight, warm orifice around his two cocks. Slowly the it’s struggles died down, as strength left the small body. The teen cummed hard, slamming his hips against the dolphin, crushing it between his strong body and the rubberized floor, while pumping it’s dying openings full of his thick dragon cum. As the animal's body slowly stopped moving, he stayed inside it, enjoying it’s last twitches. Two red clouds followed his members, as he pulled out of the corpse, and quickly dissolved in the cold water. The dragon sat down on the edge of the pool, coughing out the slightly salty water. His victim's corpse stayed back, about 5 feet under the surface. The teen grabbed his knife, took a deep breath and returned to the dead calf, cutting off one of it’s flippers, to always remember the cute, playful phin, he had so much fun with.

Bare naked, his clothes stuffed into his bag, he left the dolphinarium, for his next destination, his next victims. The water ran down his scales and dripped to the ground. The teen enjoyed the warm summer air, as he strolled down the paved paths of the zoo, heading towards the large greenhouse, which housed the zoo's reptile, amphibian and fish. It has gotten dark, only the moon occasionally appeared between the clouds, throwing some light onto the dark zoo grounds. The air inside the large glass building was hot and humid. Large and small terrariums lined the walls of the long corridor. His gaze roamed over the various inhabitants of the building. Most of them were too small for the dragon to even consider cramping one of his dicks inside it. His gaze fell on a large terrarium, housing a huge burmese python. A chaotic pile of wound up coils. He tested several keys from the ring he stole and in fact one opened the glass door, letting him into the snake's enclosure. The constrictor lifted it’s head, showing interest in the strange visitor. Joseph stepped into the terrarium and shut the door. He slipped one of his fun tools from his bag, before dropping his bag on the sandy floor, next to the door. He sat down, amidst the snake body's coils. Joseph let his hands glide down the reptile’s body, searching for the sweet spot. He found the pythons cloaca near the end of its tail. He used two fingers to pry the fleshy opening open and stick his long, split tongue into it’s wet insides. He could feel the snake's enormous body move all around him. It’s long, muscular body winding and slowly wrapping around the teen. He pulled away from the reptile's cloaca and positioned himself, it’s tail between his legs. A grin sneaked on his face, as a great idea came to his mind. Reaching behind him, he grabbed the python's tail, bending it and pressing the tip into his anus. He gasped, as the reptile moved, pressing deeper into the teens colon, pushing against his prostate, his both, already hard cocks twitching. “You naughty thing.” he mumbled, grabbing his left dick and pushing it against the, with saliva pre lubed, opening. Another wriggle inside the teens backside, sent a wave of pleasure up his spine, making him shiver and motivating Joseph to drill deeper, until he fully hilted the reptile's cloaca, his balls smacking against it’s scales. The pythons' coils started moving, closing in on the dragon. “Let’s have a look at your beautiful insides.” He took the knife he grabbed from his bag earlier and slammed it into the animal's body. It’s movements speed up and became more erratic, as the teen cut it open. Soon the snakes guts started spilling out onto the sandy ground, while Joseph was in total bliss of fucking it's, now, together with the rest of it’s body, spasming cloaca, and at the same time having it’s twitching tail stiring around in his butt. He cut further and further, intestines, kidneys, lungs and soon it’s still beating heart slipped from its body. As he felt himself getting close to cumming, he grabbed the snake's head and gave it a last kiss, before decapitating it with a quick slash of his knife. The cutoff head tried to bite him, but Joseph sill held it tight in his hand, watching it snap and wriggle, while he continued to fuck it’s dying body. The squirming, twitching and twisting intensified, as the severed nerves in the reptile's neck sent confused signals to the rest of the body. It’s tail stretching the teens colon, applying pressure to his prostate, sending out more waves of pleasure. Joseph grabbed his second, currently free cock and guided it to the cut end of the snake's head, which, obviously confused about the sudden lack of a body, wriggled it’s stump around, in a desperate attempt to escape. But there was nothing it could do, as Joseph pushed his length up it’s spasming gullet, slowly impaling it. A few moments later he came, spraying his cum inside the dying cloaca, and out its mouth. He rode out his orgasm, laying back against the chaos of dead snake coils, while pumping the dead snake full of his thick seed. It’s severed head found its way into his bag, another piece for his collection.

A fence tunnel connected the greenhouse to the aviary. He remembered the last time his mother had visited the zoo with him. It was over a decade ago, he had been only 6 years old, when she took them to the local zoo. His half sister always wanted to see the boring horses, but he was drawn to the birds and the “dumb” lizards, as she liked to refer to them. In the end his sister always got her way… Joseph unlocked the iron gate. It squeaked a bit, as he pushed it open, only enough to slip through and instantly close it again. A heavy plastic curtain prevented the feathered inhabitants from escaping. The dragon got down on all fours, his primal instincts taking over. His eyes locked onto an, almost 35 inches large, yellow blue ara, sleeping on a branch, about 5 feet above the ground. Even in the dim light of the moon, he could see it’s beautiful, colorful feathers. He was close, only a few steps away from the bird. The parrot was sleeping, his head buried in his feathers. Joseph tensed his legs, ready to pounce at the bird. The parrots wings hit his snout, it’s talons trying to dig into his thick, scaly skin, but it was no use. His jaws closed around the feathered body, pulling it from the branch. Both fell to the ground. He had the metallic taste of blood on his tongue, but it was only a few drops, from where his sharp teeth had pierced the bird's skin. It screeched, flapped and scratched, trying to get free from the predator, but it was no use. Joseph closed his hands around the bird, holding it tightly, before releasing his jaws. The bird looked at him, panicked and confused. It stopped flapping, probably realising it couldn’t escape the dragon's claws. He loosened the grip of his left hand, but kept his right hand tightly closed. Between the parrots tail feathers and it’s feet, he found the small mound of the bird's cloaca. It would certainly be a challenge to get one of his dicks into the small body. He managed to get a finger into the warm insides. He didn’t know if it was a male, or female, but it didn’t really matter. The dragon grabbed his left cock, quickly stroking it to full mast, while continuing to explore the animal's insides. He stretched the opening further, until he managed to press his hard length into the parrot. His cock drilled deeper and deeper inside, as he grabbed both of the bird's wings and used them to pull it up and down his cock. Warm blood trickled down Joseph’s length. The parrots' panicked screeches alerted other birds sleeping nearby, which flocked up from the trees, circling for a while above them, some even hitting the wire web that spanned the enclosure, before settling near the tops on a group of trees, near the other wall. He pulled stronger at the parrots left wing, until skin, sinews and muscles tore, as he ripped the wing straight from the parrots body. Blood splattered over Joseph's arms, chest and pants, and onto the grass. The bird flailed it’s remaining wing, it’s screeches reaching new heights. The teen grabbed it too and a few seconds later, the avian was only a body with short feet, impaled on his throbbing dick. And shortly after these were gone too. Blood sprayed from it’s stumps and ran down the teens cock, from the parrots' torn cloaca. Tired from the immense pain, trauma and blood loss, the bird’s flailing grew weaker. The small body started shivering. Joseph leaned back and watched the twitching, dying parrot on his cock, it’s green feathers turned red, as it’s blood soaked them. Wrapping both arms around the aras soft body and pulling it against his chest, rubbing the parrots head with his muzzle. “Shhhhh… it’s all over soon…” The spasming cloaca massaged his cock, until Joseph filled it’s warm, torn insides with his cum, mixing it with the blood and dripping onto his scales. After a few minutes, the bird had mostly stopped moving, only slight lifting of it’s chest indicated it was still breathing. But the intervals grew longer, until finally, it stopped. The teen dragon sat on the grass for a while, cuddling the bird's corpse, enjoying it’s soft feathers on his scaly skin, watching the stars above. He felt the other bird’s observing the racket, from their new, safe perches. Far away, a bell struck twelve times. Midnight. He still had much time left. The teen petted the bird’s head, before he got up, his flaccid cock slipping from the dead animal's destroyed bottom. One of its wings would look great on the wall of the small shack, stored his mementos in. His granddad had built it for him, in the woods behind their back yard. Both his stupid mother and sister, had completely forgotten about it. It had become his personal hiding space and base of operation for his nightly adventures. He wiped most of the blood off the wings feathers and stump, before storing it in his bag.

Joseph was on his way to the big cat enclosures, a bit worried, how to handle the large predators as he passed the zoo vet’s building. An idea sprung to his mind. He tried the front door. Damn… None of the keys from the guard shacks fit the lock. Not ready to drop the idea, he walked around the flat building, until he found a slightly tilted window. Jackpot. The teen reached through the gap, managed to unlock the adjacent window and slipped inside. The room was small and cramped with closets, filled with labeled viols. Even though he hated his mom and hated him, her telling stories from work, she was a vet, had taught him some useful knowledge for his vile hobby. He had found what he was looking for, grabbing one of the viols and a syringe, when he heard noises from the door. He froze, was there someone else He reached for his knife, before slowly opening the door, ready to attack whoever was on the other side. His hand searched for a light switch. Cold, white light flooded the room. It held a row of different sized cages, probably for sick, or injured animals. The noises originated in one of the larger cages. A fawn, only a few weeks old, wrapped in a blanket and watching him with scared, open eyes. It was a perfect opportunity. The door was only locked by a bolt. It was supposed to keep animals inside, not stop people from entering it. As Joseph stepped into the cage, the young deer tried to move further into one of the corners, entangling itself further in the blanket. He picked the shivering bundle up, holding it tight, but not like in a predator, but a caring parent. The teen could feel the muscles under the fawn's skin tense and flex, but it was frozen in fear. It relaxed a tiny bit, as Joseph sat down, the young animal in his arms. He started petting the deer, trying to calm it down. His hand started wandering down it’s back, as he stroked it’s sturdy fur, steadily moving close to the sweetest spot beneath it’s short tail. The animal lifted it’s head, feeling something touch it back there, not sure if it was ok with it. Carefully parting the tiny lips, he explored the warm, soft insides of the fawn's virgin depths. One finger found it’s way inside. The warm, wet walls rippled around it. He pushed another one in, stretching the flexible, muscular tunnel. A third digit entered the animal's tiny anus. He could feel it’s sphincter trying to push out the intruder, massaging Joseph's finger. After toying with his prey for a while, he pulled his hand back. Two of his fingers coated with the fawns fluids. His two cocks were already painfully hard, twitching with anticipation. It was a bit difficult to find a position, where he could insert himself into the deer and still had a strong grip, in case it tried to finally fight back. He pressed the animal against the concrete floor, towering over it. With his free hand he reached down, positioning each one of his two tips against one of the animal's openings. They were painfully tight, but inch by inch the dragon managed to cramp his cocks into the small body. The fawn flailed it’s legs, but was unable to bring up any real resistance, against Joseph. He slowly lowered the animal onto the two, spiked lengths. The tiny thorns scratched the sensitive tissue inside, not really damaging it, but causing displeasure to the fawn, displayed in it winding and twisting, trying to get free from the dragon's grip. He grabbed the animal’s tiny head, fixating it, before aiming the long, sharp blade of his knife at the right eye of the animal. He slowly moved the blade closer to the beautiful brown corona. As the tip touched the surface of the soft ball the animal struggled harder. The eyeball offered a surprising amount of resistance, before it finally popped, splattering it’s clear contents over the knife and Joseph’s hand. With this barrier gone, he had to be careful, not to push too deep, as he didn’t want to kill it, yet. He put more of his weight on it, the animal now in total panic. Very slowly he cut deeper into the young, still developing brain, exploring the results of his makeshift lobotomy. And suddenly a wave of great pleasure rolled over him, as the fawns' sphincter and pussy started to spasm uncontrollably, milking his two cocks. Another move of the knife destroyed more gray matter, resulting in the deers left front leg twitching. It seemed the tip of the blade was embedded in the fawn's motor cortex. The animal’s breaths became short and erratic. Joseph rutted the brain damaged animal harder, until… he pulled the knife from the bloody eye’s socket, wrenched the fawn’s head up and slowly guided the sharp blade over its neck. Blood soaked the blanket, tinting it in a dark red, as it splattered from the deep cut to the cage floor. The deer was mostly dead, when the teen came in it, warming the cooling insides with his hot cum. He felt the fawn’s body relax under him, as life left it. With a loud crack, one of the animals front legs broke, as the dragon accidentally shifted weight onto it. The knife easily cut skin and flesh and moments later, he had severed the lower half of the broken leg. He gave the animal a last kiss on the intact half of its face. “Thank you.” He mumbled, before leaving the cage.

For the first time, since he started his adventure, Joseph checked his watch. The first train home headed off at 5. He would be home at 6. Only one hour before he had to get up for school. But he had to be gone before 4, as that was the time the first Zoo employees would usually arrive. It was his first gig this size, so he had been preparing the action for months and knew the nightly schedule. Joseph was certain he could prepare for a beating by his step dad, if he found out his “son” had been out all night, and tiger had, everytime so far. But that would be a very light punishment for all he had done. While walking down the path to the big cat building, he prepared a piece of meat, injecting a generous dose of anesthetics into it. As he passed the outdoor enclosures, he suddenly felt like someone was watching him. He stopped and scanned his surroundings. A pair of yellow eyes stared at him from underneath a bush inside one of the enclosures. They belonged to a leopard, hiding in the thick undergrowth. The teen bared his teeth and made a low growl, resulting in the cat quickly retreating deeper into the enclosure. He grinned. The dragon was still on top of the food (or tonight, rape) chain. The large glass doors were locked, but thanks to his magic key ring, only a few moments later, he stood inside the large main area. One wall of the room was lined with glass windows, opening into the indoor areas of the animal enclosures. Only moonlight, streaming through the large glass dome in the roof, illuminated the empty space. Low, wooden benches lined the wall opposite to the cages. Most of the animals were sleeping, but some lifted their heads and eyed the unexpected visitor. He was a bit surprised, as one of the keys on the large ring slipped into the lock of one of the doors, letting him into a small room between the tigers and the leppard's cage. He opened the door that lead to the tigers a narrow crack and threw the primed slab of meat into the room and quickly slammed the door. The door shook from impact, when more than 300 pounds of muscle mass hit the metall. Joseph returned to the main room and sat down on one of the benches, watching the tigers. After devouring the small treat, the tigress continued strolling up and down the cage, probably awaiting more. The teen watched it closely. A few minutes passed, until her movements started to slow down. Soon she sank to the ground, not able to stand upright any longer. Joseph waited another few minutes until he was certain the feline had fallen into a deep slumber. Her cub was nudging it’s mother with it’s tiny head, but the tigress didn’t move. Only the rising and falling of her chest made it clear, she was still alive. “Hey little one. Don’t worry.” He sat down beside the tiger cub. It was only as big as a medium size dog. A quick look between it’s short legs revealed it was a male, as Joseph found a tiny ballsack and even tinier seath. He sat down cross-legged and set down the tiger in his lap. “She will be ok… at least physically.” His clawed fingers roamed the soft, white fur, covering the tigers belly. He slowly crept lower and started fondling the kitten's teeny genitals. The animal was surprisingly calm, as Joseph explored its body. Only one time, it tried to bite the dragon's hand, but he quickly pulled it out of the tiny, but already sharp, teeth of the tiger kitten. After a while he sneaked a finger to the cub's anus, carefully probing it. His advance resulted in a strong negative reaction as ten tiny claws pierced his skin, drawing blood. But he ignored the pain, strengthening his grip around the animal's chest. His cocks had already left their hiding space inside his slit and poked at the tigers bottom. The soft fur tickled the sensitive heads, as they smeared precum onto it. This time he grabbed both of them, pressing them against the, way too small opening. He split the kit's pelvis, snapping the young, fragile bones, as he ripped open it’s bottom. Tissue and muscles tearing, as the two spears drilled deeper into the soft, warm body. It screeched and squirmed trying to escape the predator's grip, escape the pain. Both his lengths still buried inside the kitten, Joseph placed his knife just beneath the tiger's throat and made the first cut, leading the knife down it’s chest to it’s seath, careful not to cut too deep and damage any internal organs. The animals screeched and squirmed, digging its claws even deeper into Joseph's arm. Blood started running down the tiger’s fur and the dragon's arm, but he ignored it. He cut around the penis and balls, as he didn’t want to waste this most valuable part and further down to the edge of the cub's torn, bleeding anus. The next cuts separated the skin from the tiny legs. He had been practicing skinning animals for a few months now. Starting with small critters rats and squirrels, he had quickly moved on to larger prey, like foxes and raccoons. The most important part was learning how to keep them alive for as long as possible. Joseph slowly peeled back the skin and fur from it’s chest and legs. Carefully separating the skin from the underlying tissue, fat and muscles. When he reached the tiny paws, he pressed his knife up against the cubs wrists, cutting flesh and breaking bones, until he had separated them from the legs. Life quickly faded from the kitten's body. Physical shock and blood loss took their toll. It’s tail stopped moving, as Joseph severed the caudal vertebrae, separating it from the rest of the body. After a few minutes, the tiger's fur was only held on, by a small bridge of skin at its neck. The animal wasn’t moving anymore. Only some muscles twitched from time to time, it’s tiny chest rising and falling in an irregular pattern. “You will make a great trophy.” Joseph whispered, but with a surprisingly soft, calming voice. With one last cut, he severed its neck, letting the skinned, head-, paw- and tailless body slide from his lap. He held the animals hide close, like a soft, warm blanket. After a few minutes he carefully folded the trophy and stored it inside his bag. The tigress would probably wake up in an hour, or two, but (most of) her cub was now with him.

On his way to the hole in the fence he passed the guards shed. A quick look on his watch revealed he still had about one hour left. He grinned. Enough time to leave the poor guard dog a last warm present. The body was cold and stiff but Joseph managed to bend it over the table. The teen yanked the dog’s pants down and pressed one of his cocks into the beautifully soft body, his other, sliding over the shepherd's lower back. He hugged the dogs corpse and started fucking it with long, deep thrusts.

It was still dark outside. He leaned his head against the cold glass of the train window. From time to time, the lights of a small town passed by, mostly lasting only for a few seconds, before disappearing into darkness. Joseph tried to sleep a bit, but the adrenalin kept him awake. He was alone on the train… Sometimes there was this strange noise, coming from the bag on the seat next to him. He smiled. On his way out he had snatched another souvenir. He set his phone's alarm to wake him, when he had reached his destination and fell into a light slumber.