You were walking through a thrift store with a bunch of old, random stuff that had practically just been thrown on shelves. The place smelled like dust and old fabrics, making you sneeze every once in a while. You headed to the back of the store, where a small bin of older stuffed animals were in it. You looked through it, eventually finding an old, falling apart at the seams tiger plush. It had a blue tie, a button over its right eye, and black pants. Its other eye that was green stared forward, its mouth open in a wide smile. You decided to take it home since it was falling apart and fix it up.

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After buying it and heading home, you settled down on a chair at the kitchen table, your sewing kit sitting next to you as you attempted to thread the needle and tie the knot. Once you had the needle threaded, you started to carefully sew the poor stuffed animal back together. Roughly an hour later, you finished. You held it up to look at it. Some of the seams were a bit wonky, but definitely better than before. You put the plush on your nightstand and decided to head to bed for the night.

CRASH! You jolt up in bed at the loud sound of glass breaking. Your heart is beating to fast, you thought it would leap out of your chest. You jump out of bed and go to the living room where the sound had came from. You froze as the sight of your living room filled your gaze. Everything was wrecked. Your couch was ripped, your walls had huge claw marks in them, a lamp was knocked over and shattered. But, what made you freeze most of all, was that what you thought was just an innocent plush, was now a huge monstrous creature. It had to have been at least 7 foot tall, if not, bigger. It was ripping at a pillow, facing away, its tail swaying as its claws and teeth tore at the pillow with ease. What do you do next? Do you confront the creature, or do you run and hope it doesn’t follow?