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The grotto was starting to feel like home. Vlad had memorised the path to the inner sanctum, and could come and go without  having to worry about breaking a leg or hollering for help. He had even afforded himself the luxury of dragging in some greenery, padding his own personal corner with coastal grass and the odd evergreen fan. As far as he knew, this was the height of living.

He was tending to the nest when something moved past the cave's only window. Something large - so large that the grotto went black for a moment. "VAT HEPPEN?" Vlad yelped, spinning to look at the circle of  shimmering green. Nothing.