The Midnight Ticker

A steady, rhythmic click was whispering in the quiet dark! I scrambled up the wooden drawers, tail swinging hard for momentum! Sitting on the polished mahogany was a round brass clock with two shiny bells on top. Tick—tock—tick! I clicked my flashlight on and pressed the beam flush against the glass face. Two pale green hands were glowing in the dark, creeping forward like tiny luminous caterpillars! No waiting around. I tapped my plush claw against the brass dome—tink! Tick—tink—tock! We locked straight into a perfect percussion beat. Now I have my chin propped against the casing, feeling the tiny mechanical gears purring through my snout!