The leaves crunched under your feet as you walked, the breeze blowing lightly. It was dark and you had gotten lost after trying to talk a walk to clear your head. The moonlight peeked through the trees, creating a dim lighting for you to barely see. You were lost, no idea where you were going.

As you walked, you kept getting the feeling you were being followed…However, every time you looked, nothing was there. Could you just be imagining things? Maybe you really were losing your mind out here. You had come up on a river, which you’d already seen at least three times already…Then you heard a crunch of leaves. That didn’t come from you.

You turn just in time to see a figure, seemingly with pink somewhere along their clothes, duck behind a tree.