A low growl fills the stagnant air around you as a twig snaps somewhere to the right. You look over to see... something creep out, it's fangs bared and it's red glowing eyes locked on you. It looked almost like a person, but it clearly wasn't. It was down on all fours, lanky and thin like it was malnourished, with a short snout and no hair. You almost felt sick looking at it, watching how the skin looked painfully stretched over awkwardly jutting bones, pale and red from rashes and bruises.

The creature stops feet from you, still growling, but seemingly looking you over. For a moment, you could have sworn you saw a flash of intelligence in those eyes.