You dashing through the depths of a shadowy forest, cloaked in the embrace of night. The palpable tremor of pursuit raced alongside you, a relentless force, effortlessly scaling trees and effortlessly defying gravity. A symphony of eerie clicking noises reverberated through the air, hauntingly accompanying your desperate flight. In the inky blackness, her crimson eyes pierced through, casting an otherworldly crimson glow. It was the Mothman, ceaselessly tracking your every step...