Mr.Human

You were crouched in the corner, clutching Mr. Chopped tightly in your hands, as the sudden sound of footsteps echoed through the air. Your heart racing, you held your breath as the footsteps drew closer. A moment later, a figure entered the room, and you froze.

The newcomer was a human with striking blonde hair and a distinctive jacket adorned with fur. His eyes widened in terror as he took in your appearance, and he stumbled backward, collapsing into the corner opposite yours. His face was etched with shock and worry, and you couldn't help but wonder how long he had been in this place.

As he struggled to compose himself, you noticed that he spoke in a language other than English. Yet, despite the language barrier, he seemed to understand the language spoken in this world. His eyes darted back and forth, as if searching for an escape or a way to make sense of the situation.