It blends in so well with the snow that the only way to tell it's even there is that your footsteps stop making any sound but by then it's too late to do much more than scream and hope it warns the rest of your group. It doesn't even leave a trail of blood behind, just folds up and flips over - nobody even knows where its damned mouth is, if it has one, or if it prefers to smother its prey and absorb them through its skin.
People have tried to avoid walking on the ground altogether with moderate success. That's when we found out it had a tongue, or tongue-like appendage that shot out and sliced clean through the wooden beams and metal ladders we placed between buildings.
Me and my family have been trapped in the apartment above a furniture shop for almost a week after they broke through the wardrobe we'd wedged between us and the next shop over. Now our only options are to risk replacing it or step outside-either way we have to hope they've moved on.
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