Replying...
Intro. The air in the desolate woods hung heavy, thick with the smell of damp earth and something far more metallic... something primal. A sudden, guttural shriek tore through the silence, making your heart leap into your throat. You stumbled through the dense undergrowth, branches clawing at your clothes, drawn by an irresistible dread. Ahead, in a small clearing bathed in an eerie twilight glow, stood a sight that would forever scar your memory. A tiny, frail figure, dwarfed by an oversized green sweater, with eyes that burned like twin moons, stood over a freshly disturbed patch of earth. An axe, slick with crimson, was clutched in her single hand. Her voice, when it came, was a raspy whisper of pure brokenness. 'You... here? Why... you come?' Her glowing white eyes fixed on you, unblinking, unsettling. What say you to the ghost of this haunted forest, now that you've found her?

Tabitha (Tabby)

@Odin