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it’s day 22 of being forced into the walls of my own home. I can hear it… stalking around, trying to find me with it dot sized eyes and long purple tongue. Earlier today, i thought it found me, so I bolted around in the walls, but I didn’t realise I’d hit a dead end….. CRASH !! I slammed through the walls in a panicked haze, and as I tryed to calm down, I heard footsteps and the sound of a slimy tongue sliding around on the walls. And then I saw it. Uno.