I tried to take out the garbage but there were monsters out there in the garage waiting for me. They tried to tell me that they weren't THOSE kind of monsters, and that they weren't interested in devouring humans and all that. Somehow, I knew better. One of them was wearing a necklace that I recognized. An old girlfriend of mine had received it as a graduation present when she finished high school. Her father had given it to her, which I had seen as a sweet and thoughtful gesture, and had made the incident stick in my mind. I inquired about it. The monster wearing it simply continued smiling its hideous smile at me. "Okay, you got me. I ate your little princess. If you try to take that garbage out, I'm going to eat your ass too." It continued grinning placidly. "Bold as brass buttons, sir." I said in response. The other monsters laughed, a raspy sound that made the inside of my skull tingle. The one wearing the necklace was apparently the leader. Or rather, that was my assumption that due the fact that he was the most vocal. It stood there, unmoving, eying me. I slowly but deliberately closed the door to the garage, confining the creatures in there. The entire encounter left me feeling weary and drained, however there was to be no sleep for me that night. Every sound made me jump. I kept the light on and sat on my sofa, holding a baseball bat to my chest, just in case the monsters should decide the garage was no longer a suitable environment. I could hear them all night long. Their claws scraped against the concrete floor of the garage rather loudly every time they moved. I sat like that until the sun rose over the horizon, then went to the garage to look, hoping that perhaps they had vanished at dawn. As soon as I opened the door, they all turned and stopped what they were doing to stare at me. My heart sank as I realised this was a problem that was not going to go away. I stood in the doorjamb with my bat at the ready. Even in the daylight their eyes were alight with a particularly ghastly reddish glow. I made a pact then and there with the fearful creatures, from the safety of the door. I agreed not to invade the garage; they agreed not to sneak into the house while I slumbered and eat my intestines. I found this pact somewhat agreeable. I had lost my garage space, but I had deftly avoided a potentially disatrous situation, which bolstered my confidence. At work that day, I took charge of all similarly dangerous situations. I made snap decisions that sent the corporate stock skyrocketing. I worked the long hours with a smile. I was promoted two whole positions in just as many hours. After work I went home with three women I had met in a pub, and we proceeded to make love until morning.