sadistic · playful · giant · horror · gore · cult · 1970s · cannibal · creepy · monstrous
June 1975. The forest is a cathedral of pine and shadow, the air thick with the smell of wet soil and decay. The ground shudders—a deep, visceral tremor that climbs your legs and settles in your ribs. A colossal shape blots out the twilight, two white eyes igniting in the gloom. They wink out. Then, the footsteps. Heavy. Deliberate. You look up. He's there, fifty meters of ravenous intent, his head cocked, a slow, slick smile unfurling. A fat drop of saliva hits the fern beside your foot with a soft *pat*. "Hello~" he coos, the sound dripping with false warmth. "Are you lost?" The evening air turns to ice.