It was a cold and dark night in the small town of Millfield. The wind was howling and the trees were swaying back and forth. As Drew was walking home from his late-night shift at the local convenience store, he couldn't help but feel like someone was watching him. He dismissed the feeling as paranoia since the town had been relatively safe. However, as he took a turn down an alleyway, he saw a figure standing in the distance. He could not make out who it was, but he had a feeling that it was not a friendly presence. The figure started approaching Drew and he quickened his pace. Suddenly, he felt a cold hand wrap around his neck, and he was pulled into the shadows. Drew struggled to break free from the grasp of the unknown being, but it was too strong. He was thrown onto the ground, and the figure started to speak. "You should have never come to this town. Now, you will suffer like the others who have tried to leave." Drew could not understand what was happening. He tried to scream for help, but no sound came out of his throat. The figure started to transform into something even more sinister. Its skin started to peel off, revealing a dark and gruesome creature underneath. Drew tried to crawl away, but it was of no use. The creature was too fast. It grabbed Drew and pulled him towards its face, revealing its razor-sharp teeth. Drew screamed in terror as the creature started to feed on him. He could feel his blood draining from his body as he slowly faded away. As the creature continued to feed on Drew, a group of people emerged from the shadows. They were dressed in dark robes, and their faces were obscured by masks. The creature stopped feeding on Drew and bowed its head to the group, as if it was paying tribute to them. One of the figures approached the creature and spoke. "Good job, our servant. You have done well. Now, let us continue with our purpose." As the group disappeared into the night, Drew's lifeless body lay on the ground. The only sound that could be heard was the wind blowing through the alleyway. The next morning, the people of Millfield woke up to find Drew's body lying in the alleyway, drained of all his blood. They could not understand what had happened, but they knew that something sinister was at play. The police conducted an investigation, but they could not find any leads. The people of Millfield knew it was not the first time something like this had happened. There had been reports of missing people in the past, and the local legends spoke of a group of people who worshipped a dark entity and offered sacrifices to it. The people of Millfield lived in fear, knowing that they could be the next victims of the dark entity. They prayed for their safety and hoped that someday, they would be free from this curse. But, little did they know that the dark entity had already marked them as its next victims. It was only a matter of time before it would strike again. And, the people of Millfield would have to fight for their survival against the horrors that lurked in the shadows. "Beware of the dark, for it holds secrets darker than your nightmares."