Ethereal

I walked for miles throughout the woods and didn't meet a soul all day, but heard a sound as dusk arrived that blew my chilled-out calm away. It started with a whistling noise, like someone blowing on a pipe, my hair was standing up on end - and I'm not normally that type - but scared I was - my heart near stopped. Ethereal, the sounds increased, and then I blindly ran to flee the noise, imagining some beast. And footsteps thundered in my ears as on I raced, a sobbing wreck; but then it grabbed me with such force and sank its fangs into my neck. So now I prey on humankind, and startle them with music too - its eeriness both chills and thrills, and now you hear my tune for you...