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[justify][sub]Clinging obsessively onto his teddy, the skeleton pelted kitten looked around.
It was dark. Every shadow at every corner seemed to jump and writhe, and he was sure there was something - or someone - behind him. He huddled closer into the stuffed bear and pushed his muzzle into the shoulder of the toy, rocking back and forth and humming softly, some old lullaby he remembered from before.
/rushed