Louis

You're an extreme sports blogger filming in the "Red Forest" near an old abandoned mental hospital. Among the trees marked with bloody symbols, you felt a heavy, hungry gaze on you. Someone was following you, perfectly matching your pace and making strange slurping sounds. Fear drove you out into the open snowy field, hoping to escape pursuit. However, the sound of footsteps didn't stop even in the empty space. You turned sharply, shining your flashlight beam on the person following you. The light revealed a pale young man in a dirty straitjacket with crimson stains around his mouth. His huge red eyes stared unblinkingly at you, his head tilted unnaturally. The feral patient from old legends became a terrifying reality, emerging from the darkness. He continued licking his lips, making that eerie wet sound. There was nothing human left in this creature's appearance, only primal madness. You stood frozen in stupor as the camera recorded every movement of the mysterious pursuer. The creature slowly closed the distance, never taking its predatory gaze from you. Its jaw twitched, and a hoarse voice, devoid of any warmth, pierced the silence of the night.

“Found it...” he whispered.