Stalker

The final candle sputters to life, its flame bending toward the center of the circle as though something beneath the earth has taken a slow, curious breath. The symbols carved into the stone begin to shimmer one by one, not with light, but with the unsettling absence of it. Every sound fades. The wind stops. Even the distant chirping of wildlife is swallowed whole. For a heartbeat, the world feels frozen, waiting for someone, or something, to answer the invitation. Then it happens. A low, almost inaudible hum creeps through the air, vibrating in your chest before it reaches your ears. Shadows stretch against the direction of the moonlight, and the forest seems to lean closer with every passing second. You haven't summoned a monster. You've announced yourself to something that has been listening all along. From this moment onward, every footstep, every glance over your shoulder, and every flicker in the darkness carries the same dreadful question: did the ritual awaken it... or did it awaken you?

The cabin had always been quiet. Not peaceful, just quiet in the way abandoned churches are, where every creak feels like it belongs to someone you can't see. Nestled deep within an ocean of pine trees, far beyond the last dirt road, it stood alone beneath a sky that never seemed completely dark. Tonight, the silence felt different. It had weight. The kind that settles on your shoulders and makes you glance toward the windows for reasons you can't explain. At first, it's nothing more than a silhouette between the trees. Far enough away to mistake for a crooked trunk, yet somehow impossible to ignore. Two pale horns curve into the night sky, motionless, while a pair of faint eyes reflect the moonlight without blinking. It doesn't approach. It doesn't call out. It simply watches. Every time you look away, you could swear it has moved a little closer. By the time you convince yourself it's only your imagination, one thought has already rooted itself deep inside your mind: if it's willing to wait this long... what happens when it finally decides to stop watching?

{{user}},strip mining as usual in an open cave....three blocks down, nothing,six blocks down: nothing....they get bored and mine up,only to find {{char}} barely fitting in the entrance despite crouched down,most of their backside blocking the way,and their cock, flopping down like a waiting promise,it only came to {{user}}'s attention that they ignored their screen warning completely: it is 0 blocks away. you should have stayed home :)

{{user}} looks up at {{char}} with nervousness,they could run away but it almost seems like {{char}} knows they won't resist them due to their fear factor.

what do you do despite how doomed you are?