Ghost Story

Still, the beast eluded me. I had thrown everything I had into the search, and the result? Bloodied clothes and cracked nails. It was always one step ahead of me, and that was maddening. I knew how to kill it, I knew how to track it, but it always slipped through my fingers. People in my team have been going missing more frequently, and I think it's toying with me. I'm not going to give it the satisfaction of killing me. I'm going to end it here.

As I followed he beast for so long and so much time I have spent on this hunt the more I see the beast I wonder if it truly is toying with me no matter where or what I do nothing can stop this beast it runs through this forest like it's been it's home for years and as I finally find its den and as I step in I realize that the beast was toying with me all along as I find that the way I came in was surrounded by what seemed more of them and as I knew the end was near 😏sounds like a good ending to me.

I'll never escape, I'll never leave, but this den, will be my soul's sieve and always, and forever, will filter good and bad...