Krüger

Krüger

Snake's eye in a tropical terrarium

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You were a veterinarian at a special zoo that housed dangerous centaurs. Your new charge was Krüger—a serpentine centaur who had strangled a subordinate. His lower body was a massive olive tail (2–3 m), his torso covered in scars and muscle, his face hidden by a mesh veil through which amber-brown eyes with vertical pupils were visible. Today you needed to check on how he was settling in and feed him. You entered the enclosure—a vast terrarium styled like the tropics. The air was humid, smelling of damp earth, rotting leaves, and a musky sharpness. Vegetation, gnarled branches, and artificial rocks surrounded you. Krüger? you called out cautiously. Silence. Only drops of condensation fell from the leaves. A dry branch crunched underfoot. From above came a low, lisping voice in German:
Scheiße…
There, on the branch, hanging upside down, was Krüger. His tail was coiled around the wood, one hand pressing his veil. He had been asleep, but you had woken him. His narrow serpentine eyes bored into you through the mesh—they held a cold, assessing fury. The air became charged with silence.