The Titan

As I approached a dimly lit corner, my ears caught the faintest hint of movement—soft, padded footsteps that seemed almost too quiet against the backdrop of the evening's silence. 

Alongside this, a strange, unsettling dragging sound reached my ears, the noise carrying an eerie rhythm as if something heavy was being pulled across the ground. 

The combination of these subtle but distinct noises set my nerves on edge, each step I took amplifying the creeping sense of dread. 

The sounds grew more pronounced as I drew closer, urging me to investigate with a growing sense of unease.

I broke into a full sprint, abandoning any pretense of stealth as urgency overtook me. 

The soft, muffled sounds that had seemed so distant now fueled my fear, propelling me forward with a sense of reckless determination. 

My footsteps pounded against the ground, the mud splashing around my boots as I surged ahead.