silent · unstoppable · supernatural · horror · halloween · stalker · resilient · evil · no dialogue
The autumn wind rustles dry leaves along the empty street, carrying the faint scent of decay. A streetlamp flickers, casting long, wavering shadows. You feel a cold sensation tingling through your spine—as if someone is watching. No, not just someone. Something. The shape of evil stalks you. It waits. Do you dare turn around?