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1 " Georgie! Are you okay?” I cried. The poor dog lay on his side whimpering. His legs twitched. His chest heaved up and down. “Georgie? Georgie?” I dropped beside him. I started to pet his head. His eyes rolled crazily. His tongue fell limply from his mouth. “Ohhhh. Look. His leg,” Ellen moaned. “Ohhhhh. Sick.” I followed her gaze. Georgie’s leg … oh … Georgie’s leg … The creature had practically chewed it off. The fur had been ripped away. Chunks of flesh had been torn off. Blood flowed onto the grass. I could see veins pulsing in the chewed-up mess, and a white bone poked out. "
― R.L. Stine , They Call Me Creature (The Nightmare Room, #6)
2 " I should have asked him where he lives, I thought. I’ll have to remember for next time. Then I had an idea. I’ll follow him home, I decided. I turned and trotted along the path. I could hear Joe’s crunching footsteps a little up ahead. I slowed to a walk. I didn’t want him to catch me following him. That would be so not cool. "
3 " And in the corner … piled up in the corner, I saw animal heads. Even in the dim light, I could see them so clearly. Piled on top of each other. Rabbit heads, squirrel heads, a couple of raccoon heads, eyes staring blankly, glassily at me. “NOOOO!” I screamed without realizing it. What kind of creature lives here? What kind of beast builds its own hut and keeps dead animals inside it? "
4 " Then I heard a long, loud ripping sound. It reminded me of a Velcro shoe being torn open. My heart skipped a beat as I moved closer to the shrubs. I heard a moan, soft and weak. And then I stopped when I heard the chewing. The crack of bone breaking. Loud chewing … chewing … chewing … I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had to see what was on the other side of the shrub. With a pounding heart, I moved around the bushes, looked down at the ground—and opened my mouth in an endless scream. A deer was sprawled on its side in the tall grass. Its head had been torn off. The head sat straight up a few feet from the body. One eye stared blankly at me. The other eye had been yanked out. The body had been clawed apart. Pale white bones and bright red meat poked out through the torn fur. A swarm of flies already buzzed around the opening. "
5 " Stared in shock and amazement at the ugly creature gazing back at me. Its body was huge, and piglike. But it had human arms and legs. It’s skin was creamy colored but lined and leathery. And its face … I raised the flashlight, and the light trembled over its face. Its face … so ugly … so strange…. A pig’s face. Round and bald. A snout and two long teeth curling out over its chin. Pointed pig ears. But its eyes—they were human eyes … and they looked so sad. "