[ WP ] the monster in the closet finally lures the child into the darkness , only to realize something is very very wrong

She stepped into the closet tentatively, regarding Ban-ustuk almost scientifically. His monstrous teeth dripped with foul liquid, his lizard-like skin dotted with patches of mangy fur and feathers, almost as if they were not his own, but left there from some barbaric feast. His mouth grew grotesquely wide in a mockery of a smile. `` Yessss, come closer, little one.'' 
 
 `` What are you?'' his dinner asked. 
 
 `` That's not important'', he replied. `` Come with me.'' Furrowing her brows, she stepped closer. Perfect. 
 
 Ban-ustuk raised his bloody, muscular, eye-filled claw-arm and swiped. 
 
 She stood there looking at him. 
 
 That was n't right. 
 
 He tried again. Swipe, swipe, bite. 
 
 Nothing. 
 
 A smile crept over her face. `` Is this a play fight? Let me try.'' A sword materialized in her hand, and though her swing was clumsy, it sliced the monster's arm off. 
 
 Ban-ustuk roared in pain. But no matter what attack he used, it did n't work. 
 
 `` But, how?'' He roared, raging. 
 
 `` This is my dream'', the little girl said, calmly. `` And here, the only monster is me.''
