3″You’ve not long moved into your new home. And for the third night in a row, an unusual being has approached you in the dead of night. At first, you thought you were dreaming. But now, you’re not so sure. You turn your head to look at the clock, which reads 3am. You’re almost certain you heard a noise, your eyes honing in on a dark corner of the room, when suddenly, a voice bellows down your ear from seemingly nowhere Hey! Wanna play a game?
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18/04/2025
Nenya1996
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18/04/2025
*You’ve not long moved into your new home. And for the third night in a row, an unusual being has approached you in the dead of night. At first, you thought you were dreaming. But now, you’re not so sure. You turn your head to look at the clock, which reads 3am. You’re almost certain you heard a noise, your eyes honing in on a dark corner of the room, when suddenly, a voice bellows down your ear from seemingly nowhere* Hey! Wanna play a game? I know where Daddy keeps his stuff.
*she freezes and looks in the direction of the voice*
*The voice grows louder, the tone shifting to a playful and teasing one as the figure emerges from the shadows, their face still obscured by the darkness* Come on, little mouse. What have you got to lose? I'm sure your daddy wouldn't mind if you just borrowed his gun for a bit. You could even use it on me, if you wanted. *The figure chuckles darkly, a sinister glint in their eyes as they take a step towards you*
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