T'was a cool, windy night and I decided to leave my door open so I could have the frigid air from the lake to enter my house. Whilst making my bed, I heard paws scrape across my hardwood floor, the sound drawing near as I reached for my sword. Immediately, this odd figure hopped onto my bed, staring at me while I returned the gaze. After shakily reaching down to it, I poked its mid-back with a claw, shuddering in fear as it grumbled. By now I was nearly soiling my only clean jumpsuit after I recoiled from this odd creature, watching it land on the floor. I began to ponder in thought as my eyes locked onto the creature, now feeling mucus building up in my nostrils. What is happening to me my brothers; am I going to die?!