"I'm a camper. It's my main hobby and something I do in my spare time. So when I went to camp in [REDACTED] forest I didn't think anything of it. It was a rainy night, so I didn't hear the telltale signs. The snapping of twigs, the stilted breathing, the wind that carried whispers of my name to me... By the time I noticed the oddities around me it was too late." "It came to me in my own form... but even still, it wasn't perfect. It relied on the dark to hide its deformities, but all it had to do was step closer to the light for me to see the truth."
