Thou Shalt Not Steal
"Thou shalt not steal."
I would love to say I was a holy man. But sadly, the calling to a higher power got a busy signal. I would love to say I was at least versed enough in this bit of literature to justify what transpires before me. If not to give me reason to stop, then to at least help me slither a way around it. It's not the first law I've broken, and if tonight goes as planned; it will be far from the last.
Despite my best efforts to keep my movements quiet, the linoleum of the floor betrays me at every step, screaming out to whomever would listen that the feet that step overtop it don't belong. But no one hears it. The cat that hunted for vermin like me sits complacently in his den, further ballooning outward with every bite of doughnut. His precious cameras that were left to do his job for him can no longer see. He is deaf. He is blind. He is helpless. And when the cat's away...
I prowl through the shadows, a predator in search of prey. And though this isn't my first hunt, as I