The wolf approached the cottage and opened the door with a:

CREAAAAK!!

The wolf waited a few moments before proceeding further.  It was pitch black and the robber could see nothing but darkness. As he went to take a step, the wolf’s foot came right down on Donkey’s, still out-of-tune, guitar.

CRASH!  CRASH!  CRASH!  CRASH!

Bremen Town Musicians: spying wolf

The wolf was startled by such an awful noise.  He tripped over the guitar, which sent him flying into Dog’s drums.

SLAM!  BAM!  CLANG!  BANG!

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