Finally, knowing Spudley is safe, a fleeting sense of relief washes over you—but it’s quickly shattered as the creature begins pounding on the door with unrelenting force. The sound is deafening, each blow shaking the room.

Panicking, you dart toward the cupboards and squeeze yourself inside, holding your breath as you hear the door splinter and crash open. The creature storms in, its claws swinging wildly, shredding furniture and walls in a blind rage.

Then, silence.

The only sound is your pounding heart as you hear the creature sniffing, its rasping breaths growing louder and more deliberate. Each sniff grows closer, the sound reverberating through the cupboard like a predator zeroing in on its prey.

As your trembling hand brushes against the cupboard’s interior, you feel something cold and metallic. You glance down and find a single bullet resting in the shelf. Hope flickers.

The cupboard door creaks open, and you freeze in terror. The creature’s neck has stretched unnaturally long, serpentine in its movements. Its eyeless head slithers into the cupboard, its nostrils flaring as it sniffs mere inches from your face

Bullet (Gun)
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