Aiming the camera at the darkened alley, hoping to capture some footage of the rumored Houston Bat Man cryptid, a sudden rush of wind was heard followed by loud flap of wings.

Before any human could possibly react, a broad figure with immense wings and piercing red eyes swooped down, knocking the handled camera out with a powerful gust. Watching in awe and fear as the creature stood in the night, leaving a thrill and a camera-less stance in the eerie silence of the alley.

It was the classic cryptid, the one who roamed there as a simple legend — now as real as one's breathing.

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