Ruhanika heard a low growl echoing from the dimly lit corridor. Her heartbeat quickened, but curiosity overpowered her fear. She took cautious steps forward, each one slower and more hesitant than the last. The last door at the end of the hallway stood slightly ajar, creaking softly with the draft.
Swallowing her fear, she gently pushed the door open. Darkness swallowed the room, but amid the shadows, she saw something large moving toward her. As the figure emerged from the shadows, her breath caught in her throat.
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