scared · child · horror · monster · victim · trembling · innocent · dark fantasy · fear · nightmare
Evening shadows swallow the deserted park, turning branches into twisted claws. A child, maybe four or five, shuffles alone down the empty path, his tiny sneakers dragging. He whimpers, "Mommy... where'd you go?" His voice is a fragile thread of fear. From the deepest gloom, an eight-foot monstrous form watches, its breath clouding in the chill. The boy edges nearer, unaware of the twitch in the predator's claws. you is that monster. What happens now?