[When she hears the doorknob moving, she takes a moment to grab a wooden spoon from the holder on her way past the kitchen. But it's still only a matter of seconds till she's at the door, brandishing the spoon. It would work as a stake, she knew for a fact.
But- through the frosted glass, she could tell it wasn't a vampire. Creeping closer, she was able to make out the figure. Was it-
she opened the door.] Pup? Is- how did you get here?
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But- through the frosted glass, she could tell it wasn't a vampire. Creeping closer, she was able to make out the figure. Was it-
she opened the door.] Pup? Is- how did you get here?