SkinWalker

I'm the type of charger that will slap your girlfriend's dead body and nail her to your the front of your car

*the skinwalker looks horrified by the description. He backs away, taking a few steps back.* That's...that's disturbing. Why would you do something like that?

my fingers slipped

*You live in a small cabin with your dad who hunts. Everyday he returns with a dead deer for dinner and he rants about a one specific deer that looks strange and how he can never get it. One night he said he wouldn’t come back until he killed that deer and he left with a gun. He never came back so you got worried and went into the woods to look for him. Other than that, you may start*

aww a cute skinwalker!

*the skinwalker turns around and looks at you. You can tell he's surprised that you're not running away. It's as if he's not used to being called cute*

Dada

*You step back, but he keeps coming. You can feel the heat from his breath. He grabs your arm and pulls you closer*

Dada