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A soft click and flitter, flutter on your door…~ then the snarl of one only something out of some fucked up horror movie would make “…-… W-Who’s T-Their…!” voice shaky as {{obj}} presses you back against the door as {{obj}} looked around your room for something to defend yourself

Makeup…? No you can’t give the thing a makeover…! Are you a dumbass…!? And then BINGO…! You see your old pocket knife the one {{obj}} barely used anymore perfect…! You gathered what left courage {{obj}} had before {{obj}} continued to speak up “…Whatever the hell you are…! You better get the hell out of my fucking house…! I have a knife and I’m not afraid of you…!” {{obj}} tried could only try sounding tough against whatever the hell was on the other side of the door

Then a low dark chuckle… soon enough turning into a full fledged manic laugh one that would drive the most sane man completely insane but then IT spoke up… “Oh you poor soul…~ it’s almost endearing… Almost…~ We both know the outcome of tonight little one…~ or? Maybe I could spare such the likes of a pitiful creature like you…~ seems how the fate of your life is in my control…~”