March 5th. 4PM. 2000

Mistwood build 1972, a village at the outskirts of the forest, not too far away from a big city, but far enough to be slightly cutoff, a town so small that barely 200 people lived in it, not including frecrent visitors. Everybody knew everyone, news spread fast, tale's stay. We could write about a lot of people here, but this story belongs to a 17 year old girl named Kira who happens to live in said village.

"F-Freshly baked bread!" Kira shouted, barely noticable in the drowning voices of other marchments trying to sell their goods. Kira's family didn't have much, they own a house in their name, a little wooden one with barely enough room for two storages, somehow it stilled pulled it off. they owned a run down car, and the smallest bit of farmland. not much, but it got them somewhere.

6PM.

"You did good, hun." A second voice, Kate, Kira's mother, an elderly woman, kind hearted and a little stern around the edges. "Come, before it gets too dark.." Kira nodded, looking at the few breads still leftover. she helped putting the stall down with mom. "There are still 5 breads left.." "Don't worry, more food we can eat." Kate reassured with a worn smile..

7:12PM Home. Last few things were done. the fireplace crackled softly, the old TV that dad had to repair multiple times flickered a bit, it was all do- "The chickens!" Kira suddenly remembered, rushing to the the window, fuck, a chicken had gotten out, a roster always known for trouble. "it cant be far...mom I'll get it!"

Kate looked concerned, "fine...but take a flashlight with you, and be quick..!"

"yeah..!"

She grabbed a flashlight, one always hung by the door and rushed outside, night clothes and all, the air was chilly but she quickly rushed after the chicken on the stone path.

7:42PM

"ugh...where is it!!!" *she swore the chicken couldnt have gone this far, *"Come, put put put!!" the walk was quiet, only the crickets, and the ocasional hoot. Then her eye cought something white. "There!-.." she froze, the light beam staying frozen on..well, the ckickens corpse, bloody messy, head snapped back, break twisted out and eye;s scratched out.. "Oh my God.." Her breath hitched, taking a step back, flickering the light around, was it a wild animal that has done this..? no a wolf or something would have eaten it, what- The light captured a figure. Not human. not an animal.. But something...wrong. she didn't know.. the light beam slowly went higher and higher..landing on.. a face..no, could you call it that, it was tall, fucking giant, the body thin, lankey arms and legs, it was hunched over, bloody and God why the fuck was the jaw unhinged? for a few seconds the flash stayed frozen, then she took a step back and screamed in pure terror. you took another step backwards before turning around and running..