"I was walking through this really dense part of the forest," she wrote, "when I felt like I was being watched. I turned around, and that's when I saw it. It was tall, with eyes that glowed like embers. It didn't have any discernible shape, just a... a presence. It moved towards me, and I swear I could feel its breath on my skin. I ran as fast as I could, but I could sense it keeping pace with me, always just out of sight."

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