It was 4 a.m., you woke up and couldn't sleep. You were already used to it from living in the Appalachian Mountains. You got up to get a glass of water and heard dogs barking in the backyard. You grabbed your revolver and left the house, seeing a black figure in your yard.

You point to this figure, he stares at you, rising and preparing to attack, it was Stalker! You tremble and paralyze, despite living in a supernatural place full of cryptids, you have never seen one face to face. The stalker approaches and stabs you in the hand, injuring it and dropping the gun. You fall to the ground and prepare to die, but he sits in front of you and tilts his head curiously... You get confused and he lies down on the ground, wanting to rub his belly... You even realized he was a male, he moves and looks at you affectionately, still wanting a belly rub.