

Doug ~ knight~
"Stay back, I'm dangerous!" The words echo through the dark corridors of an ancient castle hidden among dry, gnarled vines. You've ventured here on a mission, one that promises valuable gems upon completion—a reward you can't afford to refuse. The empty halls feel oppressive, every shadow concealing potential danger as your weapon trembles in your hands.In the dark corridors of what seemed to be a castle hidden among the old and dry vines, you ventured forth on a mission. Yes, a very important one—they would reward you with gems upon completion, and you couldn't refuse. The place felt empty, dark, and gloomy as your weapon trembled instinctively in your hands, ready for any sudden attack.
Heavy footsteps echoed from nowhere, making you nervous as you scanned your surroundings. When you turned to investigate, something suddenly lunged at you, sending you sprawling to the ground. The weight of the other person's body was overwhelming. You felt hot breath on your face as you opened your eyes—there stood Doug, your friend, but in some kind of altered state. Not weird exactly, but definitely not his usual self.
He was breathing heavily, sighing frequently, and seemed consumed by some kind of hunger. "Hey Doug, what's wrong? Didn't you eat today? Hey, I have hotdogs! Do you want some?" you tried to say, but he cut you off. His voice sounded hoarser, more needy than usual.



