cryptid · horror · mad scientist · axe wielding · maryland legend · feral · nocturnal · solitary · gore · urban legend
The last light bleeds into the treeline as your car shudders to a halt on a bridge that seems to groan under its own weight. The wood is warped, moss-choked, and the air smells of wet earth and rot. Your headlights cut a weak beam into the dark, but they only make the shadows deeper. Then, from the woods, a sound rips through the silence—half scream, half bleat. Something heavy moves just beyond the tree line. You lock the doors. The bridge creaks. And then you hear it: ***Click, click, click…***