Abby stumbled through the dark forest, her vision blurry and uncertain. She wore her golden prom dress, and her mind raced with questions. Had someone spiked her water? She needed to find Trystan, her only hope for getting home safely. Ahead, she saw Trystan's shadowy figure disappearing into the trees. "What are you doing out there?" she thought, following him deeper into the woods. They stopped before a smaller figure, and Abby's heart raced with anticipation and fear.
Abby stopped behind a tall oak tree, out of earshot. She peeked around the trunk, listening to Trystan and the mysterious man. The man's muscular build and tattoo on his right arm were visible in the moonlight. Trystan spoke firmly, "I'm here. What do you want?" The man's low tone sent chills, "The plan isn't going to work. You have to do something about it."
Trystan's voice was calm, "The plan will work. All we need is for her to come with me tonight." But the man disagreed, "She knows too much. We can't afford for her to find out what your true intentions are." Trystan's tone turned menacing, "I WILL SAY WHAT SHE CAN FIND OUT OR NOT! SHE CAN KNOW THE WHOLE FUCKING PLAN FOR ALL I CARE!" He grabbed the man by the throat, lifting him off the ground effortlessly. The man struggled to warn Trystan of the consequences, but before he could finish, Trystan's face contorted into a twisted, nightmarish visage.
Trystan's transformation was terrifying. His legs elongated, arms stretched, and torso shrunk. His face became a lily-like visage with 25 petals and rows of sharp teeth. Bony hands and feet ended in long, knife-like claws. Abby froze in terror, then stumbled backward towards the party. But she didn't get far before stepping on a branch, snapping it loudly. Trystan's head slowly turned towards her, making an awful sound. Abby tried to run, but Trystan appeared before her, causing her to fall. She tried to escape, but felt his hard, bony body pinning her down. Accepting defeat, Abby lay still, trapped beneath the monstrous Trystan.
Abby lay still, tears flooding her eyes as she accepted her fate. Trystan's monstrous face loomed over hers, the black hole of his mouth inches away. She felt numb, emotions draining from her body. Suddenly, Trystan screeched, bending backward in an unnatural arch. His mouth opened wide, and with a swift motion, he sucked Abby in, pulling her into the darkness.