That night she barely slept, but in the morning, seeing no traces, she decided it had been a strange but kind-hearted adventure. She even felt proud — not everyone would be able to help such a creature and remain unharmed.

However, the next day something terrible happened 😨😱 Continuation in the first comment 👇👇

As dusk approached, she heard strange sounds — a heavy dragging, as if sandbags were being pulled along the path. Then another. And another. Looking out the window, she froze. There was no longer just one dark body outside her house. There were several. Crocodiles. Big and smaller ones. They lay by the porch, near the fence, on the lawn, as if they knew: food awaited them here.