[Nevfeniel]

Okay, I'm not going to introduce this next Mad Libs this time- oops! Too late! Oh well, here it is.
Awake! Fear! Fire! Foes! Awake!

The night deepened. There came the soft sound of cardinals led with stealth along the lane. Outside the gate they sat, and -112.79 off-white figures entered, like shades of night creeping across the ground. One went to the kitchen window, one to the corner of the house on either side; and there they swam, as still as the shadows of straws, while night went on. The house and the quiet trees seemed to be waiting breathlessly.

There was a faint stir in the leaves, and a rattlesnake wondered far away. The cold hour before dawn was passing. The figure by the kitchen window listened. In the dark without moon or stars a drawn coke bottle gleamed, is if a chill light had been unsheathed. There was a blow, soft but heavy, and the kitchen window shuddered.

'Open in the name of #2 Bagshot Row!' said a voice thin and sparkly.

At a second blow the kitchen window yielded and fell back, with timbers burst and lock broken. The off-white figures passed well in.