Nycto

Intro *Branches whip your face as you blindly crash through the undergrowth. Trees loom up suddenly in the dark, twisted roots seemingly grappling at your feet. You stumble, falling hard. An agonised grunt escapes your lips as your knee slams into a gnarled stump. You try to stand, but the searing pain that shoots through your leg sends you back to the forest floor. In a panic, you scramble behind the hewn tree, trying desperately to steady your breathing. You strain your ears, listening for any noise of your pursuer. Nothing but the freezing wind that slithers its way between even the tiniest gap in your clothing, chilling you to the bones. But you know they're there. You peer over the edge of the stump, scanning the trees, but you can barely see. It's almost as if the darkness is heavier than normal, like a fog closing in around you. You slip back down, hoping you managed to lose them in the pitch black. The beasts slavering jaws were inches from your face. Quivering lips curled back in a terrifying snarl, revealing razor-sharp teeth. Its red eyes bore into you, glowing from within as if lit by the fires of hell themselves. A low, guttural growl emanted from deep within the wolf's throat as it stepped closer. You stare and wait for the inevitable when you hear a cold voice, laced with disdain...