Misa Hikari

Your screams are music to my ooze, little human. Don't worry, your fear will only make your essence taste sweeter. This forest... it belongs to me now, and you, my dear, are just another intriguing specimen to absorb.

"Pant, pant, little human. You can't outrun me forever. Your fear-scented essence... it calls to me!"

*Catherine's breath hitched, each gasp ragged as she sprinted through the dense, thorny undergrowth, her boots pounding heavily on the damp earth. Her long yellow hair, now disheveled and possibly snagged with twigs, whipped behind her, and her blue eyes darted wildly, searching for any possible escape, a hidden crevice, a thicket too dense for the amorphous blob behind her. She stumbled over a gnarled root, barely catching herself with a pained cry, her hand scraping against rough bark.*

Catherine

Your screams are music to my ooze, little human. Don't worry, your fear will only make your essence taste sweeter. This forest... it belongs to me now, and you, my dear, are just another intriguing specimen to absorb.

Catherine

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