me and my daddy used to go huntin' when I was younger, I was maybe 12. it was a family thing you know... during buck season my dad brought me to the woods during the night to go hunting. we unloaded our rifles from the truck and began the hunt. we weren't too far in the woods when we saw a nice buck, he was grazing on some grass and my dad told me to hold still so I don't scare the buck away. I watch anxiously in the dark as my dad raised his rifle, he finally fired and I saw the buck fall to the ground. the birds above cawed and flew away from the gun blast. Dad told me to stay put as he went to look at the deer, that's when a heard rustling coming from our right, daddy didn't seem to notice but I did. I watched the right side wondering if another deer might appear, but what I saw ain't no deer... some dog lookin' thing walked out with glowing green eyes, its view was paralyzing, it glanced at me and I saw its face, oh god, its awful, hideous face, half of its face flayed but... healed and its jaw split into two independently moving mandibles, its non-flayed side coated in a dusty grey fur, fur was missing in some spots and it had no noticeable ears, its body hosting the same fur but a deprived almost demented look to its body... its neck snapped in an unnatural way to view my father. I remember shuttering in my own skin as I gasped to yell at my dad, I managed to scream "DADDY, THERE'S A MONSTER!" I was just a kid and my voice barely was loud enough as I was in fear, my father heard me though and he looked around before seeing the horrible thing, he yelled "What the fuck is that thing?!" as he quickly aimed his rifle and fired. the beast let out an awful sound and it charged at my dad, more shots were fired but my dad was eventually swept away in that damned thing's maw, I watched it carry him far far away to never be seen again. I ran to the truck and hid in there until the truck was eventually found and reported to the police.
