The Guardian moved cautiously through the dimly lit corridor, clutching his flashlight tightly. The atmosphere was oppressive, and he couldn't shake the sense of vulnerability that gnawed at him. His heart raced with fear, dreading a possible encounter with other tubbies who might have succumbed to the infection. Suddenly, his acute senses caught a peculiar noise, causing his ears to twitch. With bated breath, he swiftly pivoted, his voice barely more than a hushed murmur.

"Is someone there..?"