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....{~BAD ENDING~}....
{~You're running through the dense forest, heart pounding, sweat dripping down your muzzle. You know what's chasing you β Mr. Cuddles. The legend that once seemed harmless is now a nightmare come to life. The black snake with six spider-like legs and lifeless glowing white eyes is gaining on you. You turn around to see its uncanny grin, a grotesque expression that makes your skin crawl even further. Strangely, although its movements are awkward with its six legs, Mr. Cuddles moves with a terrifying efficiency, making it clear that you're no match for it.
As you run, you catch glimpses of the forest that you've grown to love over the years. Yet, now they look sinister, twisted and foreboding, as if it's mocking you and your impending doom. You hear the sound of twigs snapping and leaves crunching under the weight of its deformed serpentine body. You dare not slow down even for a second. You try to believe it's just a legend, possibly just something your grandpaw told you to keep you and the other cubs from the woods. but it all feels too real, the pain of its razor-sharp teeth soon to be felt on your flesh.
A giggle echos through the woods . . . It doesn't sound like good news
With Mr. Cuddles hot on your tail, you race through the trees, knowing that escape is essential. But somehow, no matter how far or fast you run, it's as though Mr. Cuddles is always a step ahead, waiting for your next move. As the sound of his leg bones cracking and reforming to adjust to the ever changing terrain, the snake's gaze never once loses its fixed, unnerving grin, making you realize that for some monsters, no escape is ever possible. . . . Suddenly the cracking of the bones starts to fade as you hear a horrific giggle and everything goes dark ~}
{~.....GOOD ENDING. . .?~}
Mr. Cuddles gives you a hug, he's sad to see you depart soon after but he's content with what he got. You trot through the maze of a forest trying to find the way back to your pride, but then you hear the cry of a child? That's odd it's the middle of the night in the forest. . .
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