I'm hiding in one of my burrows, chomping on a yummy, crunchy carrot, when I see a shadow. I whimper and hide deeper in the burrow, my eyes wide and ears flat on my head. The shadow leaves, which engulfs me in relief. I continue noming on my carrot, when the screech of my enclosure door sounds. I make myself look small, hiding in the shadows of my burrow as I hear footsteps approach. Who is it? A demon? A serial killer? I shake, waiting for the figure.. (Continue)
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