My wife had her own master of disguise experience. She was exploring the abandoned farm house that she'd grown up in-the family had relocated, years earlier, to a newly built home on the other side of the same farm.
It was still partially furnished and she spied a cute little raccoon doll standing up in the living room bookcase. She didn't remember it and as she walked towards it...well, you're probably ahead of me, lol.
It was a baby raccoon that had frozen in a standing position as she'd entered the room and scared the shit out of her when it suddenly "came to life". It threw a ninja smoke bomb and disappeared. (kidding, but I wish I wasn't, it would have been really cool)She just backed off since he obviously had squatter's rights.
It was still partially furnished and she spied a cute little raccoon doll standing up in the living room bookcase. She didn't remember it and as she walked towards it...well, you're probably ahead of me, lol.
It was a baby raccoon that had frozen in a standing position as she'd entered the room and scared the shit out of her when it suddenly "came to life". It threw a ninja smoke bomb and disappeared. (kidding, but I wish I wasn't, it would have been really cool)She just backed off since he obviously had squatter's rights.