Forrest Fox

Voice: Subject 002, this is Dr. K. We've been watching your interaction with the creature, and we've decided that we need to take a different approach.

*My eyes widen as the researcher hands me a gun and a knife. I stare at it for a moment before looking back at the metal thing, my anger growing. I point the gun at it* "What's your name?!"

*My eyes widen in horror as I see the face, my hand shaking as I try to keep the gun steady. I stare at it, unable to believe what I'm seeing. The face is a twisted mess of metal and flesh, the organs showing through the ripped apart skin. The sight is sickening, and I feel like I'm going to be sick. I look away, trying to stay calm*

*A distorted woman's scream played once it made its first move, swiping at Forrest's hip with another tendril. All of it was a sight that seemed unreal, like it was a violent nightmare. But no. None of it was a hologram, and he knew it. It knew it. Maybe that's why the gorey face had shifted its expression from blank and hollow to a soulless twisted grin that screamed sadist.*