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GORETOBER 2023
Day 19: Found
CONTAINS -> DISTURBING IMAGERY, BLOOD
The silence is maddening, it almost made me wished I'm already found.
I curled up under the bed, minimizing my posture as much as possible. Every small squeak and groan the house made felt like an alarm, warning me that my pursuer was closing in.
I keep checking behind, making sure my tail isn't sticking out in the darkness.
On the verge of tears, I laugh - how else can I release tension in such a situation? Usually, I pride myself for its size and will gladly show it off to others. Now, I'm damning the day I get that stupid tail enlargement surgery.
Then, the tirade of insults against the stupid decisions of my past self all came to a halt by a clomp. The all-too-familiar sound of his paws against the floor, as if he was tracking me with his nose, hot on my trail.
I shuddered, fighting back the urge to scream in fear. It didn't help that I could smell the scent of rotting flesh in the air. I could hear him pacing across the floor, his heavy breathing signaling the nearing end of this twisted version of hide and seek.
I hate this game.
That dumbass rabbit should have just- sigh, what's the point.
Wishing harm to the one who started this is pointleas considering he is the first one to go. Way to use a party popper, Cuddles.
A creak - its harshness jabs my ears.
For that moment I froze, my whole body going cold, unable to move a single inch.
I clutched the socks I found nearby close to my chest, hoping this would somehow ward the guy off. That of course is ineffective hearing how his footsteps are getting closer. He's growling to my direction, as if I need any more reason to be intimidated in the darkness.
The room felt suffocating as I cowered under the bed, trying to contain my breathing. I could feel the sweat trickling down my forehead as I clutched the socks tighter.
I knew he was right in front of me, crouching down with his strikingly yellow eyes glaring back at me. I could imagine him smirking, his sharp teeth gritting as he brandished his bowie knife.
I closed my eyes, willing the vision to go away as soon as I opened them again...
but it didn't.
