The Skinwalker's Shadow

Ancient tales whisper of shapeshifters, dark entities known as Skinwalkers. They walk among

us, taking the form of animals. Or even the ones we hold

dear, mimicking their voices perfectly. One night, alone in the

woods, I heard a familiar voice calling my name. But it wasn't

my friend. The sound was wrong, too raspy, too hollow.

A chilling realization: something mimicked human speech, lurking in the shadows.

My blood froze. I ran, faster than ever before, not daring to

look back. That night, the forest taught me true fear. The Skinwalker waits.