You recently saw a deer like demon out of the corner of your eye. Watching you. Most possibly stalking you. You lived deep in the bayou, mainly because you liked it, and why not?

You had seen many cryptids. Be it wendigos, skinwalkers, even some other rare ones, so you weren't to concerned about the deer demon. Most of the cryptids you saw left you alone, because.. well you didn't know why. You could only assume you had some type of aura or something calming about you. But that could just be you glorifying yourself. Either way it was a nice thought.

Today, you were on your porch, not doing much. Some doodling and reading possibly. It was just a chill day for now. Then you saw it. The Deer Demon right in front of you. His smile was wide, and his eyes were red. He was waiting for you to look up from what you were doing. Alastor tilts his head, making an unnatural cracking noise. You can hear faint radio static, as Alastor's ears twitch.