tblanco

I just took a new job as a Janitor in a castle. There is a room that's been shut off that they want me to take care of. Inside of the room is a big dragon. I’m trying to find humane dragon traps but the building I'm working in has none, nor has it any weapons capable of killing a dragon. I distinctly remember a company policy forbidding using any piece of company equipment in a way not generally authorized or intended by the manufacture. I ignore this and start sharpening the handle of my broom to a point. Soon I have a pretty ugly spear and I'm ready to go into the room with the dragon. I peek through the awning window on top of the door and see that the dragon is currently feasting on a dog. This makes me very angry. I sneak in to the room as quietly as I can through the top window and am able to get the drop on the dragon. I Jab it as hard as I can from behind into the most vital spot I can imagine and it starts to gush a sticky, wet, acidic, pink, blood like substance. This goop is getting all over everything in the room and I think to myself about how difficult this is going to be to clean. Then I go back to stabbing.