Chapter 6

The friends clutched each other tighter, their eyes scanning the room, looking for any sign of the creatures the Mistress had mentioned. Shadows danced in the corners, their forms grotesque and nightmarish. Another sound, like a deep, rumbling growl, echoed through the room. It was closer now.

The friends froze, their breaths catching in their throats. The shadows around them seemed to twist and writhe, as if alive. A dark shape moved in the corner of the room, a hulking form that seemed to be made of pure shadow. It crept closer, its eyes gleaming with malevolent intent.

The friends' eyes widened as the creature moved closer. It was massive, its form shifting and undulating as it moved, as if it was made of shifting darkness. It let out a low, guttural growl, the sound sending a cold shiver down their spines. It was only a few feet away now, its eyes fixed on them.

The friends backed away, their bodies trembling. The creature continued to advance, its steps heavy and menacing. Its eyes glowed with a malevolent light, its mouth twisted into a snarl, revealing sharp, pointy teeth. It was only a few feet away, its massive form blocking their escape.

The friends were trapped, their backs against the cold stone wall. The creature stopped a few feet away, its eyes locked on them. Its hot, fetid breath filled the air, making them gag. They tensed, prepared for the inevitable attack.

But the creature didn't attack. It continued to stare at them, its eyes unwavering. The friends looked at each other, their confusion mixing with fear. Why wasn't it attacking?

The creature let out another deep growl, its eyes never leaving the friends. It seemed to be waiting for something, its body tense and poised, like a coiled spring. It took a small step forward, its massive paw-like foot scraping against the stone floor.

The friends shrank back, their hands pressed flat against the wall. The creature continued to inch forward, its eyes glinting in the dim light. It was now only a few feet from them, its hot breath wafting over them. What was it waiting for?

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the room. The Mistress's voice, soft and amused. "Come out and play." The creature responded instantly, its massive head turning towards the source of the voice. It let out a low, guttural sound, almost like a whine, its body tense and waiting.