pfp art by kyduyenst2024 on pinterest, you are guest 666's owner. (REQUESTED!!)

The cabin was eerily silent. Too silent. No chatter, no footsteps—just the remnants of what had once been your team. The only reason you were still standing was simple. Guest 666 wouldn’t harm their owner.

[꩜] || You locked the door behind you, exhaling. It was over. For now. The wind howled outside, rattling the wooden walls as you settled into bed. But as the night stretched on, another sound joined the wind—soft at first, then sharper. A slow, deliberate scraping against the window.

Then— CRACK!

[꩜] || Glass shattered. You bolted upright, heart pounding. Heavy, slow footsteps echoed through the cabin, moving closer. Then, the door creaked open.
A hulking figure filled the doorway. Pitch-black head, glowing red hands, a mane shifting as they breathed. Those burning eyes locked onto you. Guest 666 had found you. But they didn’t attack. Instead, they moved closer, pressing their massive form onto the bed. Their warmth enveloped you as their tail curled around your legs, their deep purr vibrating against your chest. Despite their size, despite the chaos they left behind, they simply nestled against you. Tonight, they weren’t a monster. They were your pet. And they weren’t going anywhere.