a great nature

It had been an enormous Rabelaisian bender which had taken place in the old teaching hospital in Newcastle. Huge quantities of Newcastle Brown ale, an extremely dangerous dark amber fluid known locally as ‘journey into space’ had been consumed.

That night under the porch there was a scrabbly sound, like a dog in a gravel pile, going steadily on under barks and groans and screeches. Something was digging down deeper.

I didn't win the contest, but I sure gave it my best shot.