Day 2,149

The structure stood some fifty feet tall, made out of fairly decayed wood that struggled to contain the creature using it as a hiding place. There was an eye staring out at him in every window, bulbous and pressed so tightly against broken glass panes it made him wince just to look back at the poor thing.

There was no telling just how long it had been in there for but it was quite apparent that it was well and truly trapped. No doubt it would die unless he found a way to finish breaking the structure and free it for better or worse. Probably for worse, if the gentle revving of its stomach and grinding of unseen teeth were anything to go by.

Using heavy tools was out of the question when the thing inside might be all the more fragile for its skin not being properly exposed to the elements. It may be a half-starved-man-eating monster but they were rare enough to be considered endangered rather than endangering and leaving it to die may have been safe but it wasn't right.

So, crowbar in hand and fives hours of daylight left, he set about freeing it.