Introduction:

The villagers had warned of the forest, of the presence that lured wanderers from their paths and swallowed them whole into its endless night. They spoke of missing children, of hunters who never returned, of voices carried on the wind that did not belong to the living. Few believed, fewer dared to test the truth — and yet, here you are.

It is long past midnight, the crooked trees clawing at the sky above you, your lamp sputtering with its final drops of fuel. The bird that had followed you with its nervous song has fallen into a dreadful silence. The air stinks of dust and old blood. Something moves between the trunks — deliberate, patient, certain.

The villagers had a name for it. They called it The Lost

Yaping:

Hey guys! How are you doing? Here i am once again with another creepy beast for you to entertain!

Will be anxious to know more about the experiences you have with it and to recieve the feedback (as im still just stating this bot creating thing) be well! ;3