I was wearing a fluffy peach pink PJ dress. I sort of timidly hid behind my boyfriend, both of my hands on his shoulders as I ducked down and looked at his back. Georgie held the door open with his Right hand, and he had his Left hand on his Left hip. Georgie had on dark blue fluffy ear muffs, and he had a black sleeping mask on his mouth, the straps of the mask attatched to the back of his head. He was wearing no shirt, and azure blue PJ shorts. He looked quite heroic if I do say so myself. I, however, did not of course. Georgie held out his Left hand to me, I took it with my Right, and we entwined our fingers. Zizzy picked up Zuzy with both hand, spun Right then chucked her in the air. Zuzy hit the circle on the ceiling with her Right hand, she then landed safely back down on the floor. She got up and yelled,

"I, Zuzy Zebra, command this circle to open!" The circle did as she asked, sliding open to the Left. We could all open it with that command, except replacing Zuzy's full name with our full name. Willow and Tigry leaped, front flipping in the air, and they made it through the hole and out the sub. Georgie hoisted me up, and I grabbed onto the sub with both hands and jumped up. Oh. Hell. No.

My knees wobbled, my lips quivered, and my arms and hands shook. What I saw standing in front of us, was mind shattering terrifying. It was a brown and beige Jack Russell Terrier. His Left eye didn't exist, it was just a gooy black pupil oozing ink black goo. His Right eye socket was the same, but this one actually had an eye. It was a red ring, and a yellow pupil. He wore a cream scarf around his neck, a ripped black open jacket, a bloodstained zigzag shirt, dark blue jeans, and navy boots. His arms seemed disconnected from the rest of his body they were almost... Mechanical? Maybe. Where the jacket was ripped at the arm holes, at the top, were two huge black and glowing orange tanks, they were attatched to the dog's arms. You know what? This description isn't doing him ENOUGH justice, so I'm gonna stop right there. Just now he made me want to commit suicide right then and there. He snapped his sharp and spiky teeth at us, growling.

"D-D-D-Don't come any closer! I'm warning you!" Willow put up her fists. She looked less terrified than me, but still petrified, which scared me even more as she was usually a brave and unstoppable warrior.

"Y... Yeah! W... We're warning you!" Tigry stuttered, trying to look tough. Next thing I knew, Georgie was holding my Left hand so tightly. I looked over at him, he was sweating badly and his eyes were wide as he trembled along with the rest of us. The dog did not look at all the slightest bit scared about facing us, it just growled...