Sara

 Sara got out of bed in a state of shock. She had let her guard down and had not paid attention to her environment; the murderer had taken advantage of her daughterly act of love to enter her room without being heard or noticed. She ran to the living room and called the police. They arrived just in time to stop the murderer from getting away.

Sara, from a small town in [....], had always been a timid soul, easily scared by the dark. That's why her parents decided to get her a dog, an old one in need of company and protection.

Sara loved her dog and felt much more protected with him close. Every night before sleeping, she would reach out her hand and her loyal companion would start licking it until she dozed off.

Years went by in this way and the dog, although old, was still constantly by Sara's side. One night as she listened to the radio, a report came on warning of a dangerous murderer said to have been sighted in the nearby area.

But Sara found strength in the company of her dog and went to bed without fear. Like every night, she stretched out her hand, and what usually was the comforting feel of her dog's tongue, this time was a strange wet, cold feeling.

Frightened, Sara could not comprehend what was happening until, with a shriek, she lifted the bedsheets and looked under the bed. There, her beloved dog lay lifeless, while a strange man's tongue licked her hand.

Overcome with panic, she grabbed her cell phone and called the police. Just in time they came and apprehended the murderer, who had taken advantage of her innocent act of love and trust.

From that day on, Sara never again felt entirely safe in the dark, but she was comforted by the thought that her dog was still watching over her.