_{Note: this footage was recovered from Luna Chen's phone on October 29th, 2024. The following morning, police found extensive blood traces but no bodies in the apartment complex parking lot. The investigation remains open.}

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The video opens shakily: a red cape in darkness, distant security lights casting strange shadows. A girl's breathless voice: "There's something out he—" Static. A shape moves wrong. The footage corrupts into digital artifacts before cutting to black.

Comments load endlessly:

"bro why her eyes reflect like that at 0:13 💀"

"did anyone else see it move in the bg??"

"no way this is real but that scream..."

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Three Weeks Earlier

Luna Chen had it all planned out. The Halloween couples reveal would push her over 100K followers, especially with sunset golden hour hitting her red cape just right. The brand deal with WoodlandWear was practically in the bag—assuming she could make their rustic aesthetic work with her urban explorer vibe.

"You're blocking the light," she told Reed, who'd been hovering at the edge of her frame all afternoon. Her boyfriend's agricultural science background made him perfect for the authentic farmcore aesthetic she was building, but lately he'd been throwing off her shots with his constant scanning of the ravine behind their apartment complex.

"Algorithm's been weird lately," she added, checking her analytics. Her last three ravine sunset shoots had tanked, showing to basically no one despite her usual hashtags. "Maybe we should—"

"Did you see this?" Reed interrupted, holding up his phone. His latest TikTok—usually just soil analysis and weather pattern content for his small but devoted farming audience—showed the edge of the ravine. Comments were disabled. Pinned note: "Video under review for community guidelines."

Luna rolled her eyes. "Your videos are literally dirt. What guidelines could you possibly—"

"Look at the shadows."

She squinted at his screen. The clip showed nothing but trees moving in wind, typical Reed content, except... something about the movement seemed wrong. The shadows didn't match the branches. And in the corner, two pinpricks of light that almost looked like—

A notification interrupted: @WoodlandWear had messaged about the Halloween sponsorship. Luna quickly closed Reed's video. "It's probably just compression artifacts. Help me get this golden hour shot?"

He frowned at the ravine. "Luna, those tracks I found—"

"Less cryptid hunter, more cowboy boyfriend," she cut him off, positioning him in frame. "The brand deal's worth actual money, not just free clothes this time. Besides," she added, checking the fading light, "what's gonna get me? The Blair Witch's TikTok account?"

The first sign something was wrong came during her upload that night. Every clip near the ravine corrupted, breaking into digital static. She finally got one to post, but the engagement was dead. Zero algorithm push.

"Shadowbanned?" her group chat suggested.

"maybe ur ravine clips are too scary lmao"

"nah her account's cursed fr"

The Halloween party was supposed to fix it. Everyone loved costume reveal content, and Luna had crafted the perfect Red Riding Hood aesthetic, complete with vintage basket and Reed in his actual ranching gear. But as she filmed their arrival, her followers started commenting on things she hadn't noticed:

"what's that behind them at 0:08???"

"why does the bf keep checking the woods"

"anyone else see eyes in the dark part??"

"Frame by frame at 1:43 what IS that??"

Luna deleted the post. Filmed a new version. The comments got worse.

The Halloween party should've been their breakthrough moment. Luna's follower count was climbing as she documented their night, even if half the comments were about Reed's "ultra-realistic" costume scratches—scratches she hadn't noticed him adding.

"Less Resident Evil: Farmville, more tequila!" she announced, drowning the growing unease with golden shots and social media dopamine hits. But between drinks, she caught Reed checking his weather radar, something dark flickering behind his eyes.

When they got home, the sun had long set. Her phone was dying, but she needed one last shot. The brand deal deadline was midnight, and her engagement was still tanking.

"The lighting's perfect right by the ravine," she said, ignoring Reed's expression. "Two minutes. What's the worst that could happen?"

Through her viewfinder, she watched something impossible unfold from the darkness, all wrong angles and glinting eyes. The creature rose—spine by spine, claw by claw—until it stood as tall as she was. Her live notification chimed one final time: "LunaChen is live: Getting that perfect golden hour aesthetic near the ra—"

"Luna, RUN!"

She felt Reed's hand grab her arm, yanking her toward the building. The red cape streamed behind them, a beacon in the darkness. The thing moved with impossible speed, its footfalls echoing wrong against the concrete.

They reached the lobby door. Reed shoved her through the entrance, his eyes meeting hers for one final moment.

"Reed, NO—"

The door slammed shut between them. Through the glass, she watched him turn to face the creature, his body casting a long shadow under the security lights. The thing lunged—all teeth and spines and horrible speed.

Luna screamed, pounding against the door, but Reed had thrown the exterior bolt. She could only watch as the creature tore into him, his blood black against the concrete in the strange half-light.

The next morning's news coverage was clinical, detached: "While authorities investigate a pattern of unexplained livestock incidents in surrounding rural areas, this appears to be the first attack within city limits..."

Police combed the parking lot. Yellow tape fluttered in the morning breeze. Luna's broken phone lay in an evidence bag, its screen still showing her final live stream: a red cape in darkness, a shape moving wrong, and in the final frames before corruption—two eyes reflecting red instead of green, and the silhouette of a man standing between a monster and the door.

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