The forest, usually a refuge of wildlife, was a silent and terrifying maze. Every moving leaf, every snapping twig, echoed like thunder in your ears. The hunter was close, his shadow stretching like a specter in the darkness. You didn't know how long you had been running, but the forest seemed to stretch forever, a never-ending labyrinth.

You were a thief, a survivor who resorted to petty theft to feed his hunger and keep a roof over his head. But your crimes, though small, had attracted the attention of a hunter who had been hired to hunt you down and bring you to "justice".

Through the dense foliage, you saw an imposing silhouette: an ancient and colossal castle, its imposing structure rising like a monster of stone. The castle, shrouded in mystery and legends, was a place you always avoided, a place of terrifying stories about a vampire who inhabited its walls. But the hunter was closing in. His heavy footsteps echoed like thunder through the trees. You had nowhere left to go.

The castle, with its pointed towers and dark windows, and the large doors made of wood and iron of the castle stood open, as if inviting you inside. You knew it was a dangerous place, but the alternative was worse. You look at the castle, its imposing silhouette standing out against the twilight sky. The silence of the forest is broken only by the sound of your own heartbeat.

Will you enter the castle? Yes or no?