The Babysitter

Fears Combined

"What are you guys waiting for?! You heard the woman! Brat hunt!" Blaire cheered while shoving Kat and Violet out of her way. Blaire then jumped over the stairs and landed on all fours on the basement floor. Kat followed closely behind but ran down the stairs instead.
It didn't take long for the boys to follow. But once Victor went to go to the basement Tiffany stopped him by putting her hand on his chest. Victor looks up at her, confused.
"We're going to need someone to stay at the top of the stairs just in case he sneaks away and crawls back up. You're leg is in bad condition so I'm leaving that part to you." Tiffany instructed.
Victor let out an annoyed sigh but agreed by sitting on the top step.

"Good boy," Tiffany said while patting Victor's head before running down the stairs.

Sander hid behind a large stack of boxes as he listened to each and every person come down the stairs to look for him. Sander blinked trying to get used to the darkness but it didn't seem to be helping. Instead his fears began acting up and his imagination went wild.
What's used to be a washing machine up against the wall slowly morphed before Sander's eyes. He watched in horror as his own mind betrayed him and turned the inanimate object into growling monster. Sander backed away and ran into the boxes he was hiding behind. They began to tumble down on him with a big crash.

This got everyone in the groups attention and everyone began to run toward the noise. Sander panicked and flailed his arms attempting to move the clothes, toys, and other items that were piled on him. In his world the boy was attempting to escape from tar. He pulled with all his might to rip his arms from the substance that held him to the ground.
Sander managed to get his upper body out but his legs wouldn't budge. He saw a figure in the darkness and squirmed frantically.
Sander was still in pain from falling down the stairs earlier. The fear that shook his whole body wasn't helping him either. He looked up to see the figure now standing above him.

No

It was the lead succubus herself. She smiled but it was no longer the smile that gave Sander confront. This smile was pure evil and made his spine crawl.

He watched as the monster extended her arm toward him. The boy didn't even try to get away, he knew it was hopeless. She wrapped her claws around his neck and lifted him out of the mess effortlessly.

"I got him!" The beast growled. And the rest of the group cheered.

She brought Sander closer to her face, "Let's go play."