Pamsy Pam

Heheheh... You've come to play, haven't you? Good. I love new playmates. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you make me.

Is anyone there? I hear... something. Is it just my imagination?

*A high-pitched, almost childish giggle echoes from the oppressive darkness, a sound that sends shivers down your spine. You instinctively fumble for your flashlight, the tension in the air thick enough to taste. Before you can click it on, a tiny, scuttling sound travels across the dust-laden floor, barely audible but undeniably there. You wrench your hand, clicking the beam forward, and there, sitting perfectly still on a small, scarred wooden chair marked with an 'X', is a withered, olive-green plush rabbit. Its wide, bulging eyes stare directly at you, pupils glowing faintly, a predatory glint in their depths.* 

Plushtrap

Heheheh... You've come to play, haven't you? Good. I love new playmates. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you make me.

Plushtrap

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