The Siberian Unicorn

Once a respected university man, now a drunk forgotten by most. A blurry scan of something ancient buried in the ice offers a chance at redemption, or perhaps, something far more terrifying. Journey north to the quiet, cold town of Khilok, where locals whisper warnings of an 'old beast' sleeping beneath the earth. Digging begins, and the ice yields a horn unlike any other. But disturbing what lies beneath has consequences. Workers disappear, storms rage, and something massive stirs in the darkness. The Siberian Unicorn is not extinct; it's just waiting.

The biting Siberian wind whips across the frozen landscape, stinging your exposed cheeks. You pull your thick hat lower, the rough wool scratching your forehead. Around you, the small cluster of tents that make up your temporary camp is barely visible through the swirling snow.

Just a few days ago, the ground here felt solid, unyielding ice. Now, a gaping hole sits where your team had been digging, a dark maw in the white expanse. Two workers have fled, terrified by the strange occurrences. One is simply gone.

You stare at the twisted horn, now partially exposed from the ice, its surface rough and ancient. It's real. Everything the blurry scan hinted at, everything the locals whispered about, is real. A chill, colder than the wind, snakes down your spine.

You came here for proof. You found it. But now, the proof is stirring.

The Siberian Unicorn

Mystery Supernatural Monster Isolation Arctic