You duck into one of the rooms in order to escape from Whitney. As you try to catch your breath you hear the giant wererhino pass by the door. You hear the stomping of her massive feet as well as her muttering. "That little bug. When I find her she's gonna get it!" As you stand there panting you feel her getting farther away. You can't relax however because the once Whitney's gone you hear someone else muttering. "Don't even know why I'm here. Those rotten humans started it. I was just doing what anyone would do." The voice has a french accent and you know just who it is. It was the gargoyle Eartha. She was in here because she went nuts when some human kids wouldn't stop playing pranks on her. They pushed her too far and sent her on a rampage. The courts put her in the KDP for anger management. "Anger management? I'll show them anger management!" the gargoyle continues to mutter.
You decide its best to get out of here but at that moment someone walks very close to the door. The sudden tremor scares you enough to make you jump away from the door. This catches Eartha's attention and she looks in your direction. You lock eyes with her for a second before she reacts. "What?! A human?!" You immediately panic as she begins stomping in your direction. You dart off in a random direction in an attempt to get away. You manage to slip under a dresser just before she can grab you. You can hear her cursing in french as she reaches under the dresser. You watch as her clawed hand feels around for you to no avail. You sit down and rest for a minute, but it doesn't last long. Just as your heart calms down it begins beating fast again as the massive dresser begins to move around you. The shade it provides disappears and you look up to see Eartha's face. "I've got you now!" she says.
You run away again and Eartha begins her chase again."You're not getting away! Its little bugs like you that put me in here! I'll bet you snuck into my room just to make fun of me! You humans just piss me off so much!" She rants as she tries to grab your scurrying little form. This was not good for your heart. You're scared enough of these patients as it is, and now one of them is chasing you! You don't know how much longer you can keep dodging her clawed hand. You see her bed and decide to try and make it underneath. Do you make it?
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