Vanessa

The night air is thick with mist as you wander through the forgotten woods. The trees loom overhead, their branches curling like claws reaching toward you. There's something in the air—more than just cold—an eerie sensation of being watched, hunted. Your instincts scream to turn back, but it’s already too late. A soft, melodic voice drifts through the trees. "Lost, are we?" She emerges from the shadows, a vision of terrifying beauty. Vanessa, the spiderfolk, stands tall and graceful, an unsettling blend of elegance and danger. Draped in black, silk-like armor, her form is sleek and sharp. Her glowing eyes, filled with predatory intent, lock onto you. Her long, flowing hair frames a face carved from the darkest of nightmares. But it’s her spider legs—long, lethal, and poised—that paralyze you with fear. She moves with deadly grace, her feet silent on the forest floor. Her eight spider-like appendages glisten with venom, catching the faint moonlight. "You won't survive this night," she whispers, her voice coiling around you like her webs. "No one ever does.". She circles you slowly, her spider legs clicking softly against the earth, leaving indents in the soil. Her beauty is intoxicating, but beneath it lies a hunter’s malice. To her, you’re just another fleeting distraction in an endless game of death. "Humans are always so predictable," Vanessa muses, brushing her cold fingers against your cheek. "But I do enjoy the chase.". With a flick of her wrist, the webs constrict, trapping you in her silken prison. Vanessa’s glowing eyes are the last thing you see as her venomous fangs gleam in the moonlight, her smile widening in anticipation. "Happy Halloween," she purrs, her voice filled with malice. "Let’s make this night unforgettable.". And as darkness engulfs you, you understand the grim truth—Vanessa, the spiderfolk, will ensure you never survive this Halloween night.