It was just a game. At least, that’s what you believed at first.
Hiding from my eyes, making me find you. Making me hunt.
Don’t get me wrong, I had fun. It was a good game.
But all games have to end, don’t they?
How long could you possibly hide? I found you out eventually.
Truth be told, I had discovered your location some time ago, but I didn’t go there right away.
It was all part of the game. I wanted you to believe that you were still hidden. That you were safe.
That just added to the fun.
And when I was done enjoying myself, I ended it.
I found you. And I changed you.
Transformed you into a creature of myth, a nightmare.
Now my time is done.
It’s your turn.
You will find the hidden. You will hunt the fearful. You will play the game until it’s your turn to win.
The game begins anew.