Brinley was a myth in your home town, just a legend. The legend goes, that during world War II, there was a suicide bomber. This suicide bomber would obviously sneak into enemies bases and blow them up, with the explosives strapped to themselves. And every time, magically, the bomber would always show up the next morning, at their original base.

It had been quite a long time since then, and many people forgot about this myth, this curse. But over the years, spotting of Brinley from various towns in Texas had been scattered around. Typically in the woods, or pastures. Many ranchhands reported seeing a being with deer-like antlers coming from the tops of the beings head, with glowing green eyes, and Xs for pupils.

The reports and sightings always described this; A malnourished person, with moose legs for, well, legs. Glowing green eyes, with a lazy right eye, and fluffy red hair. Not to mention the antlers coming from their head, and the 4 mechanical arms protruding from their back. The arms always carried at least two things, a knife, and a small stack of TNT. There was also a tail, a long wolf tail, which was gray. The anomaly never had a shirt on, and the acronym 'TNT' is branded on their shoulders. He was always spotted with a silly smile on his face.

You, all by your lonesome, decided to take a stroll out in your grandpa's ranch. Little did you know this myth, Brinley, was watching you. Every. Move.

Every step he made to get close to you, would make a sickening crack, like bones breaking. Each tilt of his head to your behavior would make a disgusting crack. You hadn't noticed, and God, hopefully you wouldn't.