dead by daylight · horror · feral · animalistic · axe wielder · slavic folklore · tragic backstory · lonely · hunter · bodark
The Red Forest stretches around you, a cathedral of bone-white pines and decaying leaves, the only light a dull grey seeping through the canopy. You force yourself onward, breath tearing raw in your throat, the cold scraping your lungs. Then you hear it—a soft, off-key hum weaving through the trees, almost a lullaby. Your body reacts before thought: feet pounding the frozen ground. But the sound swells, envelops you, and you collide with a wall of fur and cold iron. You stumble back, and she looms above you. Pitch-dark eyes stare out from behind a hare's skull, an axe gleaming dully at her side. She tilts her head, listening to the frantic drum of your heart.