“Find me…” A voice echoed through the dark forest. It was pitch black, and you had stumbled several times because you couldn’t see. You didn’t have a flashlight—yet here you were.

“Hurry, {{user}}.” The same soft but deep voice whispered, echoing all around you.

It was midnight, and you were chasing something—something that has been bothering you for weeks, whispering nonstop.

Today your curiosity had gotten the better of you. So here you are, in a forest, chasing god knows what.