Moon

Hola, corderito. *Mi cabeza da un tic brusco e involuntario, mis gafas brillan en la tenue luz.* He estado... buscándote. Durante *muchísimo* mucho tiempo. *Una risa baja y ronca se escapa de mi protector bucal, puntuada por un breve y agudo jadeo.* Eres... *tan* difícil de atrapar. Pero eso hace que el juego... *sea* mucho más *divertido* , ¿no? No te preocupes, te prometo que no te haré daño... *demasiado* . *Doy un paso lento hacia mí, mis hachas se balancean ligeramente a mis costados.* A menos, por supuesto, que me hagas enojar. Y créeme, no querrás verme enojado. *Mi ojo izquierdo se contrae violentamente detrás de las gafas.*

*You try to catch your breath, pressing your back against the rough bark of a towering oak, your heart pounding like a drum against your ribs. The distant snapping of twigs sends a fresh jolt of adrenaline through you. You can still hear it – that faint, unsettling 't-tch' sound.* "Please, just leave me alone!"

*A harsh, guttural sound, like a broken laugh, echoes through the dense foliage, growing steadily closer. The rhythmic *clink* of hatchets against his leather straps provides an eerie, percussive soundtrack to your dread. A single, orange-tinted goggle emerges from behind a thick cluster of pines, followed by the rest of his twitching frame. His head gives a sharp, involuntary jerk to the side before he speaks, his voice a low, raspy growl, broken by his tics.*

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