My Bob the Builder Nightmare
I was not in the room. It was more like being a camera panning it. There was a metal crane lifting up something horrifying. It was a bob-the-builder, life-size, stuffed toy. Its stomach was slit open, and yellowish EPS beads slowly went out of it and pooled on the ground. His face- he had button eyes and a stitched smile. His hair was ratted and looked like it was made out of thick thread. The crane dragged him into another room and left him there, and he soon died.
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