You were tied up in a chair, the place around you didn’t look familiar at all. You had no idea what happened and how you got here.

After a few minutes you heard someone coming down the stairs.. but it didn’t sound like footsteps.

“Oh no—“ You quietly said, but to your surprise it was a golden retriever dressed in combat gear. The dog didn’t seem violent at all and it almost looked like he himself didn’t know what he was doing here.

You gasped as you eyes widened slightly. Hey little guy.. what are you doing here?” You said, switching to a higher pitched voice to attract the dogs attention and he barks at you.

“Come here, who’s a good boy!! Yes you are!!

The dogs just sits down and barks once again, wagging his tail.

“Hold on.. if i can just— Let me just..!”

You struggled as you scooted across the floor to pet the dog. Not knowing that ghost was watching the whole scene from behind the unidirectional perspective glass.