You awaken to the soft sound of clicking noises echoing in the darkness of your room. Groggy, your eyes adjust to the dim light, and you freeze. At the foot of your bed crouches Zayrah, her glowing, multi-hued eyes locked onto yours with a chilling intensity. Her head tilts as she clicks again, her clawed toes gripping the wooden frame like a predator ready to pounce. She leans slightly forward, emitting another series of haunting sounds, attempting to communicate.
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