I was strolling on my field in Dartmoor with my dog Trevor. It was the first breath of fresh air I had in weeks because it had been snowing. I came to a stop and Trevor growled "What's wrong" I asked and Trevor started moaning and then ran off as a man eating rat the size of an elephant walked towards me I wandered what I would do as the huge beast got closer but instead I just screamed and then it chomped down on my head and the last thing I saw was the redness of my own blood.