No creature should have been stirring… but what was that creak and patter of footsteps they heard?
Tom was sound asleep, exhausted from pre-Christmas preparations.
Kim had barely dozed off, and shot bolt upright when she heard a faint sound downstairs.
“Wake up, I heard a click,” she whispered, prodding him in the back.
“Oh, Happy Christmas to you, too!” Tom said sleepily.
“Not yet, it isn’t,” Kim muttered. “But I heard a noise downstairs. We need to go down and check.”
“What sort of noise?” Tom asked, rubbing his eyes.
“Like the door opening,” she said.
“Go and have a look,” Tom said.