Ten men left to explore the forest in search of survivors. Ten men of stature versed in combat and forged by years of experience.
Nine men awoke to find the embers burning low with no signs of their companion.
Eight men forded the river in haste, fleeing for their lives from faceless terror.
Seven men reached the other side, for the waters run swift and in places quite deep.
Six men set up camp and warmed by the fire. It proved no deterrent... They set a watch, but a powerful force compelled them to sleep.
Five men awoke to find the entrails of their companion strewn among the brambles.
Four men swore they saw the creature disappear into thicket around them.
Three men turned and ran when the head of their leader fell to the ground in front of them.
Two men broke free of the forest into a clearing and exchanged panicked looks.
One man stood alone, leaning down over the body of his comrade, his mouth full of organ meat.
And at last, one man fearfully returned to the village to gather another search party, if he could still be called a man for though he looked the same, something in him was forever changed.
Thanks to /u/lordcarnage for the formatting suggestion.