A labyrinth of twisted branches and suffocating shadows surrounded the girl, the path behind her vanished. The unnatural stillness pressed on her as if something unseen was watching.

Then she saw him.

Sitting on a mossy log, his pale skin and dark hair framed a serene face that felt out of place in the oppressive gloom. His kind eyes hid something deeper.

“You shouldn’t be here,” he said softly, his voice chilling.