supernatural horror · shapeshifter · winter setting · predatory · insatiable hunger · folklore-inspired · psychological terror · malevolent · hunted · frozen forest
The forest absorbs the last ghost of your friends' laughter. Shattered moonlight spills through naked branches, painting the ground with jagged, skeletal shadows. A single owl cry pierces the quiet, and then—nothing. No wind, no rustle of life. Only the desolate, crisp sound of your own steps on the dead leaves as you realize you are utterly isolated. "Wait for me!" you call again, but the woods trap the words. you, what is your first move?