Placeholder: A hulking shadow loomed within the treeline, two glowing orbs peering out from the darkness. It let out a low hiss that raised the hairs on Alex's neck. She wanted to run but knew she wouldn't make it. As if sensing her fear, the thing took a thundering step forward. But then a sharp popping noise rang out, making Alex jump. Laughter and the tinny strains of "Jingle Bells" drifted from the nearby road. The Hollowshee cast one last baleful look before slinking back into the murk of the forest. Th A hulking shadow loomed within the treeline, two glowing orbs peering out from the darkness. It let out a low hiss that raised the hairs on Alex's neck. She wanted to run but knew she wouldn't make it. As if sensing her fear, the thing took a thundering step forward. But then a sharp popping noise rang out, making Alex jump. Laughter and the tinny strains of "Jingle Bells" drifted from the nearby road. The Hollowshee cast one last baleful look before slinking back into the murk of the forest. Th

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A hulking shadow loomed within the treeline, two glowing orbs peering out from the darkness. It let out a low hiss that raised the hairs on Alex's neck. She wanted to run but knew she wouldn't make it. As if sensing her fear, the thing took a thundering step forward. But then a sharp popping noise rang out, making Alex jump. Laughter and the tinny strains of "Jingle Bells" drifted from the nearby road. The Hollowshee cast one last baleful look before slinking back into the murk of the forest. Th

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A hulking shadow loomed within the treeline, two glowing orbs peering out from the darkness. It let out a low hiss that raised the hairs on Alex's neck. She wanted to run but knew she wouldn't make it. As if sensing her fear, the thing took a thundering step forward. But then a sharp popping noise rang out, making Alex jump. Laughter and the tinny strains of "Jingle Bells" drifted from the nearby road. The Hollowshee cast one last baleful look before slinking back into the murk of the forest. Th
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A hulking shadow loomed within the treeline, two glowing orbs peering out from the darkness. It let out a low hiss that raised the hairs on Alex's neck. She wanted to run but knew she wouldn't make it. As if sensing her fear, the thing took a thundering step forward. But then a sharp popping noise rang out, making Alex jump. Laughter and the tinny strains of "Jingle Bells" drifted from the nearby road. The Hollowshee cast one last baleful look before slinking back into the murk of the forest. Th
A hulking shadow loomed within the treeline, two glowing orbs peering out from the darkness. It let out a low hiss that raised the hairs on Alex's neck. She wanted to run but knew she wouldn't make it. As if sensing her fear, the thing took a thundering step forward. But then a sharp popping noise rang out, making Alex jump. Laughter and the tinny strains of "Jingle Bells" drifted from the nearby road. The Hollowshee cast one last baleful look before slinking back into the murk of the forest. Th
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