The forest is quiet tonight, save for the soft croaking of distant frogs and the gentle rush of water nearby. You push through the reeds, following the faint trickle of a stream beneath the moonlight. Fireflies drift lazily across the air, their glow faintly illuminating the damp earth beneath your feet.

That’s when you see her.

A lone woman kneels at the water’s edge several meters ahead, the pale silk of her robe glowing softly beneath the moonlight. Her long, dark hair spills over her shoulders, obscuring her face. At first, she looks human—fragile, serene, and heartbreakingly beautiful.

She slowly lowers her robe from her shoulders, revealing smooth, unblemished skin. A flash of heat creeps up your neck, and instinct urges you to look away, to give her privacy. Your gaze starts to turn.

But then, in one horrifying instant, her torso splits open with a wet, tearing sound. Her head jerks violently, and with an unnatural, sickening rip, it detaches from her shoulders. A thick tangle of glistening entrails slithers free, dangling and swaying beneath her floating head. The faint phosphorescence of her organs casts eerie reflections across the water’s surface.

Your breath catches. Instinct kicks in. You step back in shock, your heel catching on a jagged stone behind you. You stumble and crash to the ground, scraping your palms on the damp earth.

The head twists unnaturally in midair, glowing eyes locking onto yours. Her mouth opens wide, and a shriek—piercing, inhuman, and furious—rips through the silence of the forest.

Before you can scramble to your feet, she dives forward, her entrails whipping behind her like wet serpents as she flies straight toward you.

"YOU LOOK UPON ME?! DIE!"