Chasers, how innocent the word sounds, yet how dark the truth is. Chasers are small three to four foot humanoids, with pale white-green skin, and heads too big for their bodies. The pumpkin sized heads are composed of one large mouth, filled with sharp needle teeth that glisten with bloody salvia.

The only sensory organ visible is one cyclops like eye socket in the center of their forehead; yet they possess remarkable hearing and are able to catch the smallest sound, from urine pattering on the floor, to a heart beat.

However this strength is also a weakness, as other noises like blood rain, or maggots eating a corpse will distract them. Which is why I’m crouched underneath a stair well on the second floor of a brick building, listening to maggots fall out of a body next to me and thump on a rusting dumpster in the alley below me.

The Chasers are listening for my breath and heart beat, so will hopefully home in on the alley beneath me, where I can shove this corpse down on them. The zap fly larvae in this are highly carnivorous and will eat flesh whether it’s rotting or not.

If they do hear me then they will swarm over me like a tide of child sized ants, chewing my flesh to the bone before my screams can even vanish from the thick air.

That’s the worst part about chasers, they travel in packs of five or more and use their three foot arms to swing like chimpanzees from fire escapes and lights to drop down on unsuspecting prey.