If you ever pass a river where it’s water is clear as glass and hear the whines of a poor, helpless dog coming from an old warehouse be smart and avoid its call for it may be the last thing you hear before the hunt begins. But one main thing I’ve noticed if you ever run into him while he does have the ability to spawn out of water puddles or use them as type of teleportation, he suffers from PTSD and has a fear of large bodies of water because of his death. But his eyesight is now dull and a bit blurry from the water, making him crash into things often when chasing down his victims. Though his ears constantly get water in them, he can still hear your heart racing as you hide from him. His wet nose gives him a powerful sense of smell, allowing him to know when fresh meat enters his territory. The dog’s brute force has enough power and force to tear through flesh and mark your bones. His size and strength, bigger and stronger than he was in life. His muzzle now snarls to anyone and anything, baring this rows of sharp and jagged fangs, waiting to sink them into someone’s skin. He was a sweet dog but now turned wicked by a greater force. I myself have stumbled upon one of these bodies and I know for a fact it’s not just any dog. The marks were confirmed to be that of a possible rabid dog. The bodies of past workers and random by-passers have been found dead either mutilated by an animal or have drowned in the river with wounds on them, the bodies were either covered or had some bite marks on them one way or another. The Warehouse had to be shut down and the river condemned to anyone who comes near the area for certain reasons. Through multiple reports the dog has been described as what looked to be a large, male Chocolate Labrador (Retriever) with a soaking wet coat and white, bloodshot eyes. At first, no one really believed it that it was the dog until they realized that his body was never found. It’s appearance looked identical to the dog that had drowned in the river. Many people who work at the cargo dock or drove passed it have reported seeing a dog wandering around the area. After his death, the warehouse had never been the same since. In the late 2000s, the news reported the death of a beloved pet dog that drowned in the Glass River after the currents swept him up. If you decided to wander into the Evergreen Forest, listen for any footsteps or unusual bird calls because if you do, The Harpy may be around. Last of all, in order to “fly,” her bones had to be made lightweight and hollow, but because of it, she’s easy to push off because of her lightness. Her eyes are only on the side of her head, looking straight forward is a small problem for her. The best she can do is glide, but that doesn’t mean she can’t climb. From my observations, her featherless body reaches to the tips of her wings. Though she may have bird DNA inside her, The Harpy can’t truly fly. If you ever run into The Harpy, there are some ways to get away from her. I, myself, have encountered her once pecking at a corpse of a camper all I can say is that I was able to scare her off with my claws. Some even were missing chunks of flesh, presumed to be pecked off and eaten. Many reports have been sent to the news about thirteen deaths of campers and hikers who have been reported to have been clawed and pecked to death. Her big grey and wrinkled eyes search for anything she can stab with her beak and eat whole. The Harpy’s talons are white-like nails but long and sharp from all the rocks she scratches on. Her appearance is a mutation of a woman and a bird, her skin the color of a reddish-tint flesh. In the Evergreen Forest, many have seen a bird-like monster roaming the trails, she is called “The Harpy of Evergreen.” She stands five point five feet tall. While it’s only nighttime the dangers of Umbra are released, a new danger merged in the day. While it’s only nighttime the nightmares come true Buddy guards his warehouse no matter what time it is. While some may believe that it’s only nighttime when monsters can walk freely, Queen Arena hunts in the daylight, while it’s only nighttime the demons can flee the sun Danny still looks for Milly rain or shine.
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