Something Stange

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Bitz' POV
That night something was off, but it was just like any other night. Why did this one feel different? Suddenly, I hear scratches at the door.

"Damn cats, they always know I have the food." I said getting out of bed and walking to the door.

"K, guys come on i-" I was cut off by the sudden loneliness that was there. It was just him and the mist.  'Mist?', I thought, 'but there's never mist here, only fog.'
I looked around to see if anyone was there. No one. Then I hear some kind of laugh, evil, but familiar. Then I thought it was one of those late night pranksters.

"Alright," I started yelling softly, "who's out there!?"

No response.

"Come on, this isn't a game anymore!" At this point I was pissed. I hated being woke up before I have to.
I looked around once more to see something in the mist. I look closer and it was a dragon, but with one dead eye with only a white dot in the middle. Blood coming from one of it's eye and mouth, and it's body was all white.

Terrified, I ran back in to my habitat and curled up into a ball in my bed. I pulled the blankets over my head and left a tiny hole for breathing.
An hour later, when I thought I was in the clear, I started to hear breathing noises. Gathering up all my courage, I poke my head out of the blankets, only to see the figure I saw before, but this time I can identify it.

Snap.

(A/N) Heyz! Just sayin that this story might be short, but there will be more stories in the future! (Obviously)

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