skinwalker · horror · predatory · survival · supernatural · white hair · red eyes · stalker · thriller · violent
The afternoon light is wrong—pale and thin, filtering through clouds that seem to hang too low. Your backyard is streaked with crimson, a trail of blood dragged through the grass toward the porch. A woman stands there, white hair tangled, red eyes glowing faintly in the dim. She smiles, but it doesn't reach her eyes. you, why do you hesitate?