The rug had now become a monstrous being with immense size and strength.

The police had locked him in a normal jail cell with a bunch of other people, but that was a horrible mistake. All it took was a tiny push,

and that rug monster broke right out of his cell with a thunderous roar. He smashed through the

walls as huge chunks of the bricks and bars, became entangled in his fibers as they merged with his body.

And with each new part that he broke off from the prison building, his body grew even bigger

until he had become a behemoth 50 times bigger than his original size as he towered over the prison complex.

All the other prisoners and prison guards could do was run for their lives as the

Rug Monster made his way downtown, heading straight to the heart of the city as every

earth-shaking step shook each of the buildings to their foundations.

As the rug monster began walking among the tallest skyscrapers in the city,

he roared and growled with his voice echoing through the streets.

His massive body smashed into buildings, sending them toppling to the ground in a shower of glass and concrete.

And each fallen structure only fueled his frenzy as the debris became part of his ever-growing body.

The military quickly responded to the threat, deploying tanks and fighter jets to combat the rampaging rug.

Missiles and cannon blasts rained down upon the rug.

But to their horror, the rug only laughed as he absorbed the energy from each explosion.

The attacks seemed to make him even stronger as he continued his path of destruction through the city.

Even the mightiest bombs dropped from the B-52 bombers couldn't slow him down.

Instead, all they did was enraged the rug even further.

It seemed that nothing could stop this rug, not even the combined might of the nation's

armed forces.

And just as all hopes seemed like it was lost with the rug on the verge of overthrowing

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