Alerted to your presence by your incessant knocking, the door handle suddenly springs to life, its iron bars growing teeth in the blink of an eye. It clamps down on your fist, refusing to let go until it has consumed most of your arm. Unfortunately for you, by the time it reaches your shoulders, it has decided that it enjoys the taste of human flesh, and opens its jaw impossibly wide to swallow the rest of you, leaving nothing left for the next adventurer to stumble upon even as a warning to abstain from interrupting its slumber as it digests your bleeding corpse.
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