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Log Entry: WIP Subject: Stalker ---------------------------------------------------------------- This place just keeps getting worse. We’ve encountered something new... the Stalker. It’s like it wants to play games, lurking in corners and imitating our voices to lure us in. The thing’s a tall, black shadow with a twisted sense of humor. If you’re alone and stumble upon it, that’s it—you’re dead on the spot. But if you’re with someone when you find it, it lets out this blood-curdling scream and bolts, vanishing before you can react. Sometimes, it’ll choose to mess with you. It’ll creep close behind, mimicking a friend’s voice just to make you look. If you catch it stalking you and make eye contact, it’ll scream and dash away, leaving you rattled. But every time it finds you alone, it means business. We’ve learned that the only way to stay safe is to stick together, no matter what. This thing thrives on fear and isolation, and we can’t afford to lose anyone else to it. ---------------------------------------------------------------- End of log entry.