a noise outside had awoken you, making you weary, a idea sparked in your head to check it out. You walked to the back-door and opened it slowly, there it was, lurking over a garbage can against the fence, its body dripped with a black slimey tar like substance as its claws scraped against the tin of the garbage can, its skull head digging through the rubbish
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31/05/2025