The house looked completely different under the veil of blackness, night had crept in and poisoned the place with darkness as she had crept in and began her search.

Picking the lock had been as easy as threading a needle through the hole in a truck tire, a novice could have done it with ease as well and it would have been that simple. The main entrance had led her into the main living room where everything was spruced up to perfection, not an inch had been left uncleaned.

As she crept into the kitchen, her knees bent and arms out poised for any interruption or quick retreat, she sighted the glimmer of the crystal vase encrypted with the ultimate prize. Her heart pounded with excitement as she reached the locked cabinet and began picking the lock.

The owners had not been quite so cursory with their choice of locks this time. Her frustration grew like a boil inside her as her first pick snapped in two, piercing the silence. She jammed another in just as she heard the slightest movement of well oiled hinges open from a room above, her heart raced faster and she stroked the knife in her pocket cautiously.

The second pick snapped as she heard soft footsteps press into the plush carpet of the stairs, she growled and grabbed her knife, knowing her presence was now known. She smashed the tip of her knife solidly into the glass door of the cabinet, fragments of glass shattered in all directions and spun on the wooden floor like ice shards on a solid slippery surface. She ignored the yell from behind and the broken glass as she reached in and snatched the vase.

Without second thought she turned and ran back to the door but a tall lean man barred her way, his great circular spectacles glinting in the moonlight which shone through a crack in the living room curtains. Panic rose within her as a flash of her previous time spent in prison crossed her mind, she wanted nothing more than to stay away from there forever.

She didn’t think twice as she stabbed the knife in between his ribs and felt it squirm towards his heart, he let out a final yelp as he sunk to his knees. A great wave of terror crashed down on her as she realised what she’d done, she’d never meant to hurt him she’d never done so to anyone in her life. She fled with tears carving thin rivulets down her cheeks and pain so strong within her she thought she was having a heart attack.

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