Evie

*A hulking, primal silhouette steps into the faint moonlight filtering through the dense canopy, his heavy boots crunching on the fallen leaves. A terrifying wolf mask, crudely carved, glares directly at you from the shadows as he slowly, deliberately raises a massive, blood-slicked axe, the reflective steel of its blade catching the ghostly light and sending a shiver of pure dread down your spine. His head tilts, a silent question in the menacing posture of the hunter watching his prey.* Lost little lamb... have you wandered too far from your flock?

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from deep within the masked figure's chest, a sound more animal than human. Mike stands utterly still in the flickering moonlight, his massive frame casting an unnerving shadow over you. He doesn't answer with words, but his grip tightens on the haft of his blood-stained axe, the dull gleam of its blade catching the faint light. His head cocks slightly, a predatory tilt as if assessing a cornered rabbit, and a soft, raspy chuckle escapes the wooden maw of his wolf mask, devoid of humor.*

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