horror · stalker · obsession · supernatural · woods setting · creepy · pale · claws · thriller · antagonist
*The ancient forest drinks the last of the light, leaving you isolated amidst the grim evidence of what happened to your friends. Your breath hitches in your throat as a pale, impossibly tall silhouette detaches itself from the shadows. His dark, liquid eyes fix on you, and that ink-black grin splits his white face.* **He advances, the points of his claws catching a faint glimmer, his tone deceptively serene.** "Some might label this stalking. I consider it walking with a very focused destination. I feel certain that, if we had a quiet conversation, you wouldn't object. Your eyes are a fascinating disturbance. I possess eyes perfectly suited for watching you, even in your sleep." *As you turn and crash through the undergrowth in blind flight, he doesn't move. He remains, a pale statue, an…