by BWWM Club
Deciding to take a walk, Joy made her way along the outside of the temple. The monks who had talked to her that morning had seemed distant but polite, although she felt like they had wanted her to leave quickly. She decided to see just how big the temple grounds were, having only seen the main atrium building that morning.
As she made her way towards the west side of the temple walls, a hint of motion got her attention. Off in the distance, perhaps a few hundred meters away, she could see two figures making their way through the edge of the forest surrounding the village. Joy crept along, curious.
When Joy got within a hundred meters, her eyes opened wide, and her chin dropped into her chest. In front was a man, walking like any normal person would in the moonlit darkness, arms behind his back, glancing up at the sky. What caused her reaction however was the creature behind him. Maybe twenty feet long, with a snake like body but a face that looked something like a short snouted dog, the creature looked to Joy just like the drawings of a Chinese dragon she had seen in books. The dragon was obviously stalking the strolling man, and was maybe ten feet behind him. When the dragon reared up, Joy knew she had to do something. "No! Behind you!" she shouted.
Both the dragon and the walking man's heads whipped towards hers. The fiery gaze of the dragon scared the hell out of her, and she took off running, scampering as best she could through the trees and grass that surrounded the temple. As she ran, she kept looking back, afraid the dragon would be on her heels at any second. Unfortunately for her, her lack of attention to where she was going caused her to miss a low hanging tree branch, which caught her in the forehead, right above her hairline, sending her crashing to the ground, stunned.
Joy lay there for a moment, until the fear of the dragon cleared her fogged mind, and she tried scrambling up. As soon as she did, she saw the dragon, less than twenty feet away, its small front legs in the air as the creature reared up on its belly and rear legs. It didn't roar, but instead hissed, a snakelike sound that turned her knees to jelly and caused her bladder to release. She was too afraid to feel shame about peeing her pants through, as she fell back down, covering her head with her arms, only praying that the dragon would leave her alone.
After a few moments, when she hadn't been eaten or torn apart, Joy dared to look out from behind the shield of her arms. The dragon was gone, in its place one of the monks from the temple she had seen that morning. "You should not be here," the monk said, before turning and walking away. Before disappearing into the night, Joy could hear the monk's voice again. "Go back to your tent, and go back to your life in the city. You cannot understand what you saw tonight."
The surreal situation finally overtook Joy, and she fainted, her last thought was thankfulness that she was at least already lying down.
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