(3.2) Stay

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You choose to stay hidden. You back yourself further into the wardobe, the clothes completely masking you.

The footsteps drag around the bedroom and your nerves build up. You feel your heart racing and tears streaming down your face.

Is this really the end?

The footsteps come closer. Now they're loud and heavy, you hear a few more bangs from around the room.

The wardobe is pulled open, the hooded figure stares at you with a smirk planted on their face. They raise their axe then boom.

You are dead.

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