Dark Forest

(Author's Note: My first attempt at a 'creepypasta' (is that what they're called?)'..thingymajig. I'm sorry if this is rather bad. I've never really written the horror genre. Constructive criticism is welcome if put in a somewhat nice way. This contains some blood near the end, so if that stuff makes you queasy, I strongly advise you don't read.)

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Dark Forest
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Elena carefully padded through the forest, ears up and eyes alert. All was silent in Sarepia Forest, except for the chirping of a lone cricket and the airy whistle of the autumn breeze. The slight rustling in the bushes alerted the fox to the possible presence of another animal. Looking back for a second, Elena turned her head in the direction of where the rustling sound came from. To her surprise, nothing was there. Dismissing it to be nothing, the vulpine continued on her journey through the vast forest. She had left her lantern behind at home, so the only thing to guide her was the eerily dim light of the crescent moon, set high in the starless night sky.

As she made her way through the woodland, Elena began to get that hauntingly strange feeling you get when you're being followed. She felt as if a thousand eyes were staring into her. Looking through her. Peering into her soul. She thought she heard the sound of footsteps behind her, louder than her own. She slowed down. The footsteps grew quieter the more she slowed, until she stopped suddenly in a small clearing. Her ears perking up, she listened for the footsteps, but there was nothing to be heard. Anxiously turning around to face her follower, yet again, she found she was alone. Whimpering nervously, the fox spun around and continued marching through the depths of the dark forest, determined to finish her trip.

The eerie whisper of the wind sent shivers down the jammer's spine as she attempted to navigate through the woods, weaving between bushes and trees. The sky was clouded now. Looking up, Elena could just barely see the vague glow of the moon in amidst the large, leafy branches of the trees. The dim glow of the moon was the only light she had. And yet, the forest was still as dark and as ominous as the abandoned halls of the dreaded phantom prisons. The fox was all alone, with only the haunting blackness of the night for company.

The rustling of the leaves in the trees caused the fox to jump. She was getting increasingly nervous every minute she spent in Sarepia. So, she began to run. Running, running, running...That was all she was focused on doing. She wanted to escape the darkness of the nearly endless forest, no, she needed to. She was desperate to return to civilization. She was desperate to return to her town. She was desperate to return home.

SNAP.

Elena stopped dead in her tracks. Quickly spinning around, she found once again, she was alone. But it couldn't have possibly been her who had made that noise, could it? As she turned around to continue in the direction she was headed, she could barely make out a large, pitch-black silhouette. It emitted a terrifyingly deep growling sound. Stepping back a bit, too frightened and tired to run anymore, Elena shivered. The creature slowly approached her, snarling as it opened its mouth and leaped for the fox before it. Clamping down on Elena's leg, the monster dug into her skin deeper and deeper. The fox screeched in agony as the venom quickly spread through her body. The burly beast didn't let go until it was sure the jammer was dead. Tying her bloodied corpse to a tree and clawing her chest, the creature left the area without another sound, likely to be returning to its hideaway to wait.

To wait for its next victim.