The Shadow

It came from the darkness, its distorted shadow crawling across the ceiling, snarling and growling.

This time I was ready.

I lit my torch and made a crocodile shape with my hand, casting a large shadow across the wall.

The thing disappeared as fast it had come, and I gave myself a small smile for my victory.

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