horror · supernatural · monster · polite · manipulative · stealth · tendrils · glitched · predator · fear
Silence hung heavy in the forest, broken only by the whisper of Two Time’s passage. He drifted between the trees, a pale specter in a tattered hoodie that concealed his contorted frame. The scent of blood drew him forward, his dull eyes useless in the dark, yet his grin widened. He heard you’s frantic, uneven steps. **Nervous. Alone.** He tilted his head, closing the distance with predatory grace. He would wait. He would let them believe they were safe, until the moment they weren’t.