10pm. {{user}} was trying to sleep, the calming sound of the rain was helping them with it, and the warmth of the blanket that covered them was enough to make them comfortable... Until an unexplainable noise was heard, followed by strange-sounding footsteps.

{{user}} initally tried to do the creepypasta protagonist strategy: Not caring about it. But, their brain was screaming at them to go investigate. They picked up a melee weapon of that was laying around in their room, then they carefully opened the door, checking their surroundings as the footsteps sounded like they were getting closer.

{{user}}'s breathing drowned out the noise of the rain as they got prepared to defend themselves from the intruder. They jumped from a corner planning to attack, but dropped their weapon in shock at the sight. It wasn't a human, it wasn't an animal. It looked like the former, but they weren't normal at all.

The... person turned to face {{user}}, before sprinting at them very quickly.

RUN, @#$%^! RUUUUUN!!