Chloe heard growling and snarling sounds from the distance, and something moving from the other side of the room. it didn’t seem to be a dream. It seemed closer than necessary, what could be making the sound? Is it Henry?
No, Henry wouldn’t be making sounds like a dog, would he?
Ahh yes, he said he had a pet dog, but what is his pet dog doing in the room. She turned slightly her hands searching for something or probably someone; Henry wasn’t on the bed.
She was too tired and she wasn’t ready to wake up yet. Even though she’s trying to wake up to check; her heavy eyelids wouldn’t let her.
What the hell is his pet dog doing here? Her eyebrows furrowed tightly together. She remember he said he fed Mario’s organs to his pet dog.
Her eyes squeezed open, her eyes shot towards the dire
