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i see red, In the dead of night, a monstrous silhouette stalks the edges of a forgotten forest, its hulking frame barely visible against the jet-black trees. The only color is the searing red of its jagged, tooth-filled grin, a grin that stretches impossibly wide, splitting its face in two. Its eyes are hollow, empty voids, yet they follow every movement in the distance. The creature moves on all fours, its elongated arms and legs moving with an unnatural, predatory grace. Its claws dig deep into the earth, leaving behind trails of blood and blackened soil wherever it passes. Around it, the air seems to ripple, as if reality itself is bending in the creature’s presence. The trees warp and twist in its wake, their black bark peeling away to reveal glistening, sinewy flesh underneath. Above, the sky is a flat, oppressive red, casting long, distorted shadows across the forest floor. The beast never stops grinning, even as it moves closer to its prey, its teeth glistening like sharpened blades waiting to tear through flesh.