A short while later, Fly let out a contented burp. He was sprawled out on the cabinet near a pile of cookie crumbs, his belly distended from gorging on the sweet treats. An empty milk jug rested on its side on the floor of the kitchen. There wasn’t a drop of milk to be seen. Stealth had managed to pop the top and drink all the milk in a matter of minutes straight from the jug with a little bit of careful maneuvering.
Then the cat went to the living room and laid down on a comfortable rug she had not laid on for weeks. She flopped down and rolled onto her side, purring contently as the milk sloshed around in her stomach. She yawned once and promptly fell into a shallow cat nap.
While the dice were dozing, something was moving through the walls of the house. It had made it’s way inside and was now up high in the wall near the entry way, avoiding detection by the cameras that were fixated on Stealth and Fly.
The device was long and snake like, with several tiny appendages that aided it in gaining traction on the inside sof the walls. Once it reached its destination near the ceiling, it sprayed a misty substance over the wall and then tapped it. Once. Twice. Then a third time. A little hole spread from the crack and the device was in place, it’s single blue optic gleaming from the dark recesses of the wall as it waited.
