The Monkey Snored

The Monkey slept soundly. Almost too soundly as though the crickets never rose in an orchestra and the wind never tumbled trees down. Monkey's snores echoed in the damp and lonely cave. Though it might not be as lonely as the Monkey anticipated. The moon stretched soundly into the night and snuggled into the thick black clouds beginning to stir. A jolt of lightning cut the sky in half and the Monkey arose grumbling. Monkey turned hastily to its night lamp and flicked it on. The cave's emptiness reflected in the dim light. Monkey sighed, irritably, and fell back to sleep. A murmur in the dark bounced of the wet walls. Monkey snored. The rain splattered on the ground. The murmur became a shadow. The monkey slept soundly. Almost too soundly as though the shadow hadn't crept closer...