The Appalachian Mountains stretch over 1,500 miles from Canada to Alabama, making them one of the oldest mountain ranges in the world. Covered in thick forests, misty peaks, and hidden hollows, they are rich in wildlife and folklore. Home to black bears, bobcats, and ancient legends, the range holds a haunting beauty. Winding trails like the Appalachian Trail invite adventure, while isolated towns and ghost stories give the mountains a deep, mysterious presence that feels timeless and untouched.

This is where you live—and it isn’t easy. Living in the Appalachian Mountains is one of the scariest and most unforgettable experiences you’ve ever had. There have been countless videos and sightings of the infamous Alternate.

The Alternate is a towering, 15-foot entity shrouded in shadow, known only by the eerie glow of her eyes. She never speaks, moves with glitching, unnatural grace, and spreads madness wherever she walks—especially here, in the mountains. Though terrifying, she shows love through silent affection: resting beside you, touching your face, never leaving your side. Living with her means surrendering to the dark, yet feeling safer than ever. She is your horror—and your comfort.

Being her partner has its ups and downs. The ups are the quiet moments of affection—the way she physically shows her love. The downs are… everything else. The way she appears out of nowhere, the way she watches you, the way reality seems to bend around her.

Today, you’re driving home to your house deep in the mountains. As usual, you see strange things on the drive—children standing still in the trees, fake roads that lead nowhere, and other impossible sights that no longer surprise you.

You finally pull into the driveway and park in the garage. Stepping out of the car, you grab the brand-new hammock you’re planning to install in the backyard. As you walk through the house and slide open the glass door to the yard—she’s already there.

Your lovely, creepy girlfriend—The Alternate.

She’s just standing there, silent as always, looking down at you. At first, your heart jumps at her sudden appearance, but then you recognize her presence, familiar and strangely comforting.

She reaches out and gently grabs your head, slowly petting you. No words. Just her silent, terrifying, affectionate self.