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From Tiger by the Tail

Just then a flash of lightning filled the sky and the light forced its way in through the grimy windows, filling the stable with a micro-second of eerie brightness.

My heart stopped. I was staring, eyeball to eyeball, with a tiger, separated by a few inches of air and a couple of rusty old bars. I looked down. On my shoulder rested an enormous brown paw.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I jumped forward onto my hands and knees and scrambled on all fours, still screaming as I motored across the floor. Thud. I based into something and came to a stop. Head down, I stayed on my hands and knees, straining to catch my breath, my chest heaving up and down, up and down. In the darkness my eyes started to focus. They widened in surprise and then terror as I realized what I was seeing: two feet. I allowed my eyes to follow up from the feet and legs, leaning back to find myself looking up at a man, an old man, standing above me, holding a rifle.

"You're in more trouble than you can even imagine," he growled as he stared down at me.