The Tale Of Herobrine

Daring woke up in the middle of the night by the sound of a long, deep groan. With a shovel, she quickly picked up a piece of charcoal from the remains of her campfire and attached it to a wooden stick. After attaching the charcoal, she lit the torch, brandishing it as a weapon. Exiting her hut, she took a look around her. The forest was completely dark, and the trees were blocking the moonlight. The only source of light for Daring was from her torch, and that was barely enough light to see even ten feet in front of her.
"Who's there?" Daring yelled loudly, but there was only silence as a response. Suddenly, she heard another loud groan. It was much closer this time, and Daring turned towards the direction from where the noise had come. She could see a distant figure slowly approaching her, but there was not enough light for her to clearly see.