Video - Haunted Pursuit: Clara's Chilling Encounter in the Fog

The moonlight barely penetrated the dense fog as Clara stumbled through the forest. Her heart pounded, her own sweat and tears mingling on her cheeks. An eerie whisper rustled the leaves behind her. She turned, and there stood a gaunt figure, eyes hollow yet burning with an insatiable hunger. "Help me," it croaked, extending a bony hand. Clara's breath hitched as she noticed the creature's fingers—gnarled and dripping with dark, viscous fluid. Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet softened. She sank, realizing too late that she was standing on a grave—her own name etched on the crumbling headstone.