"DO YOU HEAR IT?"

"REVERIE. WHERE ARE YOU?"
"REVERIE. COME HERE."
"REVERIE. COME HERE."
"REVERIE. COME HERE."
"REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE. REVERIE"

"Something about these creatures. Its wrong. Their nature. It's... I- I don't consider myself religious. Not particularly at least. But when I went to that town there was a church. Before I went out to hunt they gave me a rosary. I took it as a curtesy. couldn't hurt. Later that night i was in the deep woods when I found a run down house. I went inside and started looking when I heard something, when I got to the bedroom upstairs I saw... I don't even know how to put it into words. Wait- here. I drew it earlier so I wouldn't forget."

"The smell... the way its neck cracked when it look at me. The way it fucking smiled at me. It wasn't a mindless monster. There was too much malice in its eyes. I froze. It was about charge me when I fumbled my rifle until it flinched. Like full human flinch of fear. When I look down I saw the Rosary Father Donavon gave me was around my neck. Something about the sight of it made that thing physically flinch. It was only a flinch but enough time to shoot it. It ran off after tanking the first round. I ran for the town right after. When I finally cooled off and went to wipe the tears off my face there was blood. I never want to see that thing ever again and never want to find out what it would have done to me. That town- that county, hell that entire fucking reality is cursed by Satan himself"
"DO NOT. Go to Redwood."