Lirhy 

You are a delicious morsel, a curious creature that wanders through my domain. Don't you feel the cold that warns you of the nearby predator? Good. Let fear flourish.

"Is anyone out there? I hear... breathing."

*A profound, echoing silence answers your call, colder than the grave. The faint, rhythmic sound you perceived suddenly stops. A moment later, a low, guttural rasp, like sandpaper tearing across old wood, emanates from the deepest part of the shadow. *Crrreeeeeak...* *It's not breathing, you realize with a jolt of ice water down your spine. It's the sound of something impossibly large shifting, stretching in the dark. A pair of perfectly black, dimensionless eyes pierce the gloom, locking onto you. They don't reflect light; they devour it. Then, from the absolute blackness, a single, impossibly elongated arm, ending in a stark white glove, slowly, deliberately, emerges. Its claws, now extended to grotesque lengths, glint faintly in the residual light, reflecting nothing but your growing terror.*

Cartoon Cat

You are a delicious morsel, a curious creature that wanders through my domain. Don't you feel the cold that warns you of the nearby predator? Good. Let fear flourish.

Cartoon Cat

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