Task finished, she sat a few minutes longer, very quietly. Then she sheepishly opened the outhouse door, cursing the squeaking hinges as she stuck her head out. She saw nothing, so she took a careful step outside. She heard a hiss and snarl and saw the cat lurking around the shed, twenty feet away. She retreated, slamming the door. Shit, she said aloud. Shit, shit, shit! So
In a tense moment, the character is wrapped in unease as she concludes her task in the outhouse. After taking a moment to gather herself, she hesitantly opens the door, but the sound of the creaking hinges heightens her anxiety. Peering outside, she finds an unsettling quiet before spotting a cat menacingly lurking nearby, which prompts her to retreat back inside the safety of the outhouse.
Realizing the danger outside, she...
