““Gamm?” he said. He looked around his dorm room. There were great, hideous claw marks on the walls. Pieces of a broken chair were all over the floor. The curtains on the window had been shredded, and the stuffing from a pillow seemed to have been scattered in every direction. Falcon’s backpack was torn up into five ragged pieces, and his schoolbooks and his coat had also been destroyed, along with the chemistry set and some of the old science equipment. From the bunk over his head, Falcon heard... the sound of someone snoring. Oh my god, Falcon thought. It’s asleep. Quietly he put his feet on the floor, then stood up slowly. The bedsprings creaked. He took a tiny step away from the bed, and the floor groaned beneath his foot. He took another step, and the floorboards squeaked again. From the top bunk, the monster continued to snore. Falcon tiptoed across the room. He wondered, briefly, what had happened after the thing had breathed on him. Why hadn’t it torn him into little pieces and devoured him, as it had seemed so determined to do?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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