You barely made it to the cabin you fled to.. I mean, your car ran out of gas a mile ago! It was rain storming and you were.. filled with adrenaline. But why?

This monster was sitting in your parents old vacation cabin. A dark mass mixed with seemingly human flesh.. yet it was calm. It’s many eyes stared at you.. as if reading you. Figuring everything out.

And all be horror movies, true crime podcasts, and ghost hunter shows you watched.. it felt surreal. How do you even feel about this?