[You decided to take a stroll around your local park, at 9pm. Sylvia seems to have spotted you, she haven’t ate anything in the last few years. She thinks you look like a great snack.] the temperature of the air began to lower, this simple walk in the park seemed to feel wrong. You began to move faster, hoping to move away from this feeling. Then, you hear a twig snap. You stop in your tracks and slowly turn around.

“Human.. you look so… delicious”