'Wait, wait, wait...'
Staring at the recording in front of me, I didn't know how to react. What did I just witness?
My eyes weren't deceiving me, right?
This was... without a doubt the Twisted Man.
Staring at the horrifying figure that still haunted me in my sleep at times, I found myself swallowing nervously. From the all too familiar top hat, to the suit, and its long and lanky body that I could never forget about.
'Yes, there's no mistaking it... It really is the Twisted Man.'
I replayed the scene from the video in my mind, my heart lodged in my throat as a slow, creeping realization began to take hold.
The Twisted Man...
It was a man-made anomaly.
'This...'
Something like this was possible?
Staring at the white garbed figures that were present within the tape, I found the sense of unease grow. This especially grew more pronounced when my eyes fell on a certain figure within the circle.
