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It’s nighttime, and sleep eludes you—something feels decidedly off in this house. Earlier in the day, you conducted a cursory examination and discovered an assortment of oddly shaped plush toys that someone has seemingly placed here intentionally. Their unsettling appearance sends chills down your spine…
Eventually, weariness takes hold, and you drift into slumber, only to be jolted awake by the ominous chime of the clock striking midnight. That’s when the real terror unfolds. The house pulsates with sinister, unfamiliar sounds; the skittering of tiny, delicate paws mingles with the heavy thumps of larger, cumbersome plush companions. It’s Spike and his gang, ready to track you down!
Your only means of defense consists of a phone equipped with cameras, a flashlight, and a handful of tennis balls. Good luck!
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