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The rush of adrenaline hit me like a drug, sharp and intoxicating.
The thrill wasn't just about the chase, it was about the power.
The way people's eyes widened when they realized who I was.
The way their fear clung to the air, heavy and electric.
They feared me.
They always did.
And I fucking loved it.
Tonight was no different.
The woods were alive with chaos, the echoes of screams and laughter weaving through the darkness.
My grip tightened around the baseball bat in my hand, the cool metal grounding me as I adjusted the dark blue skull mask over my face.
The fire from the bonfire flickered faintly through the trees behind me, casting long shadows that danced like ghosts.
I wasn't looking for her.
Not at first.
But then I saw her.
Willa Graham.
She was stumbling through the underbrush like a newborn fawn, her movements frantic and clumsy.
She didn't belong out here, not with the predators circling.
Not with me.
A smirk tugged at my lips beneath the mask.
She was perfect prey.
Willa had always been a mess, tripping over her own feet and getting lost in her own head.
She wasn't built for games like this, for the kind of dark thrill that coursed through my veins.
But that's what made her so... irresistible.
She didn't even know I was there.
Not yet.
I followed her, my footsteps silent as she crashed through the trees, her breathing ragged and uneven.
She kept glancing over her shoulder, panic written all over her face.
I let the bat drag against the ground for a moment, the sound low and menacing, just enough to make her freeze.
She spun around, her chest heaving, her wide eyes searching the shadows.
"Who's there?" she demanded, her voice trembling despite the bite in her words.
"I swear to God, leave me the fuck alone!"
I didn't answer. Why would I?
Her fear was a symphony, and I wasn't ready for the crescendo just yet.
She turned back, moving faster now, her hands clutching at the tree trunks to steady herself.
I followed at a leisurely pace, swinging the bat against a tree with a dull thud that echoed through the stillness.
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