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Story - @HatiValcoran

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“Pet the Deer”

All this started back with that damned field trip, didn’t it? Would’ve otherwise been just another trek out to the woods with the class. The professor called it, “getting the phone-obsessed youth used to nature”. Whatever. The important thing was that I forgot to bring any food for the animals, so I stayed back to watch. But Chel wouldn’t shut up about the deer.

“At least pet it, it won’t hurt you!”

Fine, if only so you’ll shut your mouth. But as I put my hand on its head, it turned around and bit me, the bloody thing! It hurt like hell! And when I flinched and stepped back, it just looked at me and licked its chops. The professor had some bandages, thankfully - that damned deer had managed to break the skin on my hand pretty bad. But I was out of commission for the rest of the trip.

My hand was fine after a few days, but the deer started coming to campus. One of them looked pretty skinny, so we tried to bring it food, but the other deer ate it so fast, it didn’t even try to move to pick it up. I could swear that I kept seeing that deer after that, but nobody else saw a sickly deer anywhere. Some friends I have, who have so little concern for my safety.

But then it got worse. One night, after I drove home and settled down, I saw it from the kitchen window sniffing the car. It looked even more emaciated, its ribs were practically poking out of its skin! That night as I tried to sleep, I could have sworn that I heard an animal scratching at the front door.

And then, tonight, I got home again, and while I was getting out of the car, that damned deer was in the nearby woods again. I could see its eyes reflecting my porch light. I tried to slam the door to scare it off, but I wasn’t watching where I put my hand, and the lock got me! This damn old rust bucket! But then the deer was moving towards me. It was horrifying, it barely had any flesh left, and as I ran towards the door, I could hear it picking up speed behind me. I fumbled with the keys, dripping blood all over the door and the floor, and I heard a huge crash, and whipped

around.

The deer had crashed head-on into the car door, and fallen into a heap of long limbs, skin, and bones. But as it got up, it began to lick the spot of blood on the car door, with what looked like desperation. So I rushed into my house to find a towel and call someone, but just after I’d gotten the towel, I heard it crash against the front door.

I couldn’t move. I just stood motionless for a few seconds hoping it would just leave. Nothing happened, I grabbed my phone to dial 911, but then there was another crash, and another, and I dropped my phone.

Just as I turned to try to find it, I saw the deer backing up to charge in again, and I didn’t think the door could take another hit. So I ran to my room upstairs to lock myself in.

And now I’m here, hiding in the closet, and I just heard the front door finally give way.

I hear that thing walking through my house.

I hear it searching, it’s coming closer, I can almost hear it breathing now -

*CRASH!*

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This is RNN here to sniff out the news. We are in Rodenton, standing outside the home of Hazel Warden, who was reported missing yesterday. Police suspect an attack by a wild animal. Considering the amount of damage to the house and the cleaned state of the body, the sheriff suspects that a bear might have broken into her home.

The search has begun for the wild animal, but early reports have found nothing in the vicinity besides a large deer, so stay at home folks!