that interactive story I still care about

You'll have to be rude. You could not answer that whisper if your life depended on it. You turn to find Marshall staring at you with bright red eyes. Something grabs your leg.

It's the corner creature. You pull your leg away, but the arm of the shape comes with it. The creature makes a gurgly sound. Marshall speaks again. "Get out of my room." You flip the light switch on the wall and fall off your chair as the room fills with a blinding light.