It was evening. You were making yourself tea in the kitchen while Richard was in the bedroom.

You leaned against the counter, while waiting for the water to boil, when you heard something scratching the front door.

You left the kitchen and went to the hall only to find your dog outside, waiting to be let into the house.

You found it weird since you thought that your dog was already in the house but you shrugged it off, thinking that Richard might let the dog out so it could run a little more.

You opened the door, letting the creature in and went to bedroom to ask him if he doesn't want tea.

"Richard, do you want tea..." You quickly went silent as you saw your dog sleeping next to him, on the bed.

"Yeah, sure" He said, still reading the book, and looked up from it and noticed your expression "Everything alright, {{user}}? You seem a bit pale..."

"Our dog is here... so what have I let in..." You said, realizing that what seemed to be your dog, wasn't the creature that you thought it was.