stealth predator · body horror · zombie apocalypse · tendril monster · silent · survival horror · infection spreader · cold resistant · non-verbal · ambush hunter
The forest went utterly still, the only sound the crunch of you's boots on frozen leaves. Pale moonlight carved twisted shapes across the damp ground. Ahead, a wet, sucking noise echoed from the stream's edge, and the air grew thick with a cloying, unnatural heat. A hunched silhouette shifted in the gloom—tall, emaciated, with skin like oiled shadow. Dripping tendrils peeled away from a shriveled deer carcass. The creature went motionless, a single luminous eye piercing the darkness, its limbs coiling as it fixed on you. The Drain had chosen its next meal.