French class horror stories

The figure in the fog Pt:1

Chloe was walking through the woods with three of her friends, with every foot step the sounds of branches and leave crackling under their feet could be heard echoing through the woods. The group talk about boys, as girls do, when they run across and old soccer field that was infested by forest, the appearance makes it seem as if the field had been there for a long time, vines crawl around the poles that make up the goal and a small worn down ball lay in the center, the friends curiously walk closer and mess around, kicking the ball around with each other for a bit. After a while the sun started to set as a reddish-yellow glare beamed between the branches and trees, Chloe was disturbed by an ominous cloud that slowly rolled towards them in the distance, once the fog covered them their hair swung back as if it was a light breeze in the form of fog. She tugged on her friends arms wanting to leave but she seemed to be the only one not affected by the frozen like stiffness her friends were in, she stepped away as the field disappeared in the fog. She hid behind a tree as the sudden voices if her friends could be heard ahead of her curious of where they are. Before she could respond she heard a loud devilish laugh, then after screams were head as she took another step back, she freezes a bit listening to the screaming and crying coming from her friends, then as fast as the screaming began, it fell quiet with the sounds of faint laughter. She could tell it was from the field because she was only steps away. She took another step back as a loud cracking from the branch she had stepped echoed in the mist, the laughing stopped, then for a minute, silence, as if everything had been frozen, suddenly she heard quick steps at a running pace storming towards her, she turned and ran feeling a 'finger' slide through her hair clearly trying to grab her. Her sense of direction was flawed but she could see what seemed like sunlight through the mist and ran as fast as she could, the noise of faster steps clearly gaining on her, she leaped and stumbled out crawling away in perpetual fear from what had just happened, she looked back into the woods and was in awe at sight that befell her, the fog was like a thick wall that surrounded the border of the woods, no light, no noise, the perfect hunting grounds for predators big and small but she knew something else was using the fog as a mask to hide itself, she remembered the creature behind her but can't hear walking of any sort. Then from the fog a shape can be seen, a tall skinny figure with long arms and sharp nails, it would take two to three people Chloe's height to match the creature, as it walks out more details could be seen, pale almost white skin as if painted over puffy clothing that was in rags from all the rips of the forest flora, before she could react the beast was in front of her with a large jagged smile, the only noise that could be heard was the heart dropping laughter that almost sounded like a growl, a minute later the fog was gone and Chloe was nowhere to be seen