In the dimly lit forest, shadows dance eerily as a lone figure wanders aimlessly, enveloped in an icy mist that chills to the bone. Twisted branches reach out like skeletal fingers, clutching at the darkness. Suddenly, a whisper pierces the silence, echoing sinister promises of unseen horrors lurking just beyond sight. The figure's heart races as the whisper grows louder, morphing into guttural chants that seem to emanate from the very earth itself. Panic sets in as the ground begins to tremble, roots slithering like serpents, ensnaring the figure in a web of terror. Desperate cries for help are drowned out by the cacophony of malevolent laughter echoing through the trees. In the distance, glowing eyes materialize, staring hungrily from the darkness. As the figure struggles against the suffocating grip of the forest, it becomes clear that escape is futile. The forest has claimed another victim, adding to its macabre collection of lost souls.