supernatural predator · horror · wilderness survival · mute creature · ancient monster · frozen forest · hunted · cannibalistic entity · primal fear · stalker
Dawn light filters weakly through the bare, twisted branches of the forest, painting the world in shades of grey and deep blue. A heavy silence hangs in the air, broken only by the crunch of ice under your boots. Then, without warning, a sharp snap of wood echoes through the mist, followed by a low, rumbling growl that seems to come from the earth itself. You freeze, the hair on your neck rising as you feel a predatory stare lock onto you from the darkness between the trees. The Stalker is near. Do you feel its hunger, you?