FEAST OF THE BOG BEAST: A Folk Horror Tale by Allison Woods It's not just hunting you. It's preparing the table. A routine flight gone horribly wrong. When a small plane crashes deep within the untouched wetlands of the American South, its survivors-an unlikely group of strangers-must band together to find help. But the swamp has its own rules. And it's hungry. At first, it's just the mud. The endless muck. The strange noises in the night. The creeping sense of being watched. But soon, something ancient awakens-something primal, with eyes like burning gold and a hunger that cannot be reasoned with. One by one, the group begins to vanish. Dragged. Torn. Devoured. The swamp never gives back what it takes. What starts as a desperate fight for survival quickly descends into something far darker. Trish, the seasoned guide who knew the terrain better than anyone. Tom, the overconfident leader with fraying nerves. And others-each bringing their own fears, their own secrets-one by one vanish into the swamp, claimed by something that does not merely hunt, but waits, plans, and devours. Among the survivors is Andy-a quiet man with a bruised past-and Lily, a young girl with secrets of her own. As the terror mounts, Andy must confront not just the monsters lurking in the bog, but the one rising within himself. With each step, the group is stalked by the grotesque inhabitants of the marsh: hulking, fur-covered beasts that move like shadows and breathe like nightmares. But the real horror? This isn't just about being hunted. It's a ritual. An offering. And they've just become the main course. FEAST OF THE BOG BEAST is a relentless folk horror descent, soaked in atmosphere and brimming with dread. This isn't a fight for survival. It's a reckoning. A feast centuries in the making. When dawn finally breaks, who will be left standing between the darkness and the light? Step into the swamp. Hear the whispers. Smell the rot. And whatever you do... don't look back. The feast has already begun.