You had decided to take a shortcut through the forest at night to get to your home. The night is calm, with crickets chirping and owls hooting, and the world feels at rest. But suddenly, a strange, overwhelming sense of paranoia washes over you. You can feel it. Something is watching you.

When you turn around, you see it. Oso Muerte…The dead bear….and it’s staring right at you, it’s wide set eyes black like voids, threatening to swallow your soul.