The Sniper In Red

On an early Sunday morning, flocks of red creatures arrive and move freely around the santuary. Each one of them busily carrying out their task in unison whether exchanging handshakes or directing the flow of other herds to the sanctuary. Among the red creatures, one peculiar creature seems to be darting in and out of the crowds. Easily blending in and out of the surrounding just like a tiger prowling in the heavy undergrowth. Rays of light sparkled upon its cold glassy eye. Swiftly, sweeping the area looking for an unsuspected victim without blinking just a bit.



Upon the high grounds, the so-called red predator spotted a flock of its own kind moving up and down the rows of red solemn monoliths. Moving closer without attracting any attention, the predator slowly drew out its peculiar metallic weapon. Slowy moving its arm into position followed by rhythemic breathing to compliment the aim of the weapon. As the trigger about to be released, one of the glassy two-eyed creatures shouted out... "Hey, don't take my picture!". The predator replied, "Awww... come on, it's for memory-sake"... And that was how this creature is known to us till this very day...