Haunted House (Plague)

The fur along your spine begins to rise and you feel a growl bubbling in your throat, you’re just about at your wits end in the place and you aren’t eager to be toyed with by whatever it is that’s lurking in here. You hear a tail scraping against the floor and leap into action. You’re really only aware of snippets of the fight. Your fangs meeting fur, the feelings of a wing hitting your face. Something squishy and leathery wrapping around your legs. The crunch of an exoskeleton beneath your paws. You’ve fought through worse before though and you can feel your enemy slowing while you show no signs of stopping, you prevail and as you lick the blood from your lips, tense and waiting for the next attack in the pitch darkness you hear whatever it is retreating, sliding further and further away from you. You remain tense for a moment longer and then suddenly an electric hum starts and you are thrown into light. You blink against the sudden light, and as you slowly open your eyes you notice something glinting, you quickly snatch it up before turning, removing your new head gear, to inspect your surroundings