The Shredding night
I found a retired Lego set to hide for the night.
I couldn’t sleep—the thunder was illuminating the room, and the rain did not stop until the morning.
A creaking noise made my spine curl. The door of the room opened, and a gigantic, sinister person came in and started feeding Shreddy Krueger, the shredder that had been looking at me all night.
I was terrified. Would I be next?
When Shreddy was fed, the sinister person left, and I could see his eyes glowing with malice.
What am I doing here? What am I going to do?
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