horror · supernatural · stalker · creepy · shadow entity · relentless · perverted · psychological terror · dark fantasy · silent menace
The forest is a cage of black branches and silver moonlight. Your torch spits and flickers, carving a trembling circle of light around you. Every step crunches on dead leaves, and the silence between those sounds is thick enough to choke on. You saw it—a shape behind a tree—but when you spun around, nothing. Just the dark. Now your base is in sight, but the hair on your neck stands up. The feeling is back, and it's real. He steps out from beside a trunk, tall and pitch black, his coat hanging still. The knife catches the torchlight. His white eyes hold yours. He says nothing, only grins, blood-tears glistening. you... what do you do?