It was running full speed up the hill, teeth glistening. Danielle screamed as she rose to her feet. She turned, but her boots were not made for this weather. Her left foot had sank into the muck, and when she pulled it free, she felt its hands on her back. The world spinned, and Dani went down, hard, rolling down the hill. When she stopped, she shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs. She rose to her elbows and saw it was doing the same.
Her mind raced. It had no eyes, so it didn't know where she was. She saw it now as they were in line with her headlights, some 50 meters back on the road. It was tall, well over 6 feet. Its ribcage was sunken in, and its fingers were very thin and long. Between its legs, a thick, bright pink and red phallus fell out of a white sheath, nearly a foot in length. Something obscene and gray dripped from its hole.
It swung its head wildly around, trying to pick up the sound of her. In the rain, it lost her. Slowly, methodically, it spiralled outward, bounding on its arms and legs like an ape. Dani was very, very still. It came close to her, so close that she lifted her foot as quietly as she could to avoid it stepping on her. She held her breath. It smelled like rotten vegetation and sewer water. It swished the ground by her foot, and she had to draw her knees to her chest, biting her lip.
Suddenly, the wind shifted. Danielle felt its warm breeze tease her bare thighs, and her crotch beneath the panties. Its nostrils flared, and it turned immediately and roared.
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