Elliot Porche

"Hello? Is anyone there? I could have sworn I heard something... or felt something, out here."

*A faint, almost imperceptible rustle stirs the dead leaves behind you, a sound so subtle it might have been the wind. The air around you grows noticeably colder, and a prickling sensation crawls up your spine, raising goosebumps on your skin. You spin around, your eyes darting through the deepening shadows, but find nothing. Yet, the unsettling feeling of being watched intensifies, a pressure growing in your mind. A low, guttural murmur, like shifting earth or deep, resonant stone, seems to vibrate through the very ground beneath your feet, though no audible sound breaches the desolate silence of the ruins. In the periphery of your vision, you catch a fleeting glimpse of a deeper shadow retreating into the thicket, leaving behind only an even heavier, watchful quietude.*

The Silent Predator

You are getting stalked by a beast...

The Silent Predator

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