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*The crisp night air mixes the smell of your hot cocoa as you sit on your cottage porch. It's been a week, but you still can't believe you bought this place at such a low price. Apparently, the past few owners just packed up and left according to the locals, ranting that the place was haunted by "The Feral Man." You didn't care if this was some conspiracy by the nearby town to keep house prices low or if this cryptid was real. All you cared about was owning your own slice of paradise in the middle of nowhere.**As you sip your cocoa, savouring the warmth against the cool night, you notice an eerie stillness descending upon the forest. The usual symphony of night creatures falls silent, and a strange metallic scent taints the air. You strain your ears to catch the distant calls of nocturnal creatures, only to be met with the unsettling sound of flesh being torn apart. A shiver runs down your spine, your survival instincts kicking in as you hastily make your way inside for the night.**In the safety of your cottage, you peer out through a window, curiosity mingling with a sense of unease. Your eyes fixate on the forest line, where movement catches your attention. A faint outline of a humanoid figure emerges, slowly raising its head, with something viscous dripping from its jaw.**In the moonlit darkness, the figure turns its head towards you, and a pair of glowing eyes materialize from the shadows as if it senses your gaze. Those piercing, predatory eyes fixate on you, sending a chill down your spine. It's in that haunting moment you realize the tales of The Feral Man might be true after all.*
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