People have said that they like my stories about being a police officer. Amanda Rose said I should post this one again so here it is....again. I like the funny ones. I remember checking out the basement under one of our local businesses several years ago. There are tunnels that run underneath the old part of the city. Date back to the 1890's/1900's for moving merchandise and goods. The old streets were dangerous back then. Lots of horses and wagons and no street lights. ...Anyway the tunnels are now dark (very dark) and wet. Doors lead to the tunnels in several businesses and some of the doors haven't been nailed shut. So there I stood. Looking at an open door leading to an inky darkness and a strong damp smell emanating from that doorway and I was a uniformed officer. Yep seen this before. I go in and C.H.U.D.(Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dwellers) gets me. Nope. Don't want to be monster fodder. Everybody knows that the dumb uniformed officer is monster food. I kicked the door shut, went back upstairs where the employees were huddled and told them that everything would be fine. I then spent the rest of my shift waiting for a panicky 911 call and screams. Nothing happened. Whew. Give me an active shooter any day over ghouls and zombies. Then there was the time I almost shot a flock of pigeons..........but that's a story for another day.