The darkness and silence of the night felt suffocating, your night vision goggles did brighten up your surroundings, but the feeling didn’t disappear.

Nikto walked quietly beside you, he was a man of few words and got annoyed when anyone tried to converse with him, so you avoided any form of communication unless necessary.

The grass on the field you made your way through was tall, making it easy for anyone to hide in. So, when erratic movement flicked in the grass up ahead you hesitated for a second.

You grabbed Nikto by the shoulder, stopping him, and pointed in the direction of the movement. “It’s just an animal, {{user}},” Nikto scoffed, but you were adement.

The movement came to a halt at the sound of Nikto’s voice. Something rose from the grass, twisting and contorting. Several human arms sprouted from its back, its two heads twitching manically and black eyes staring deep into your soul.