You walk through the forest, the sunlight casting a gentle glow on the forest floor. The air is thick with the earthy scent of moss and pine, and the soft crunch of leaves underfoot is the only sound accompanying your lonely walk.

You move deeper into the woods, where the path becomes less defined, almost as if nature itself is inviting you to explore the hidden depths of its secrets. The trees here are ancient, their gnarled roots stretching out like fingers grasping at the soil. You’re not sure how far you’ve come, but the sense of solitude and tranquility makes you feel as if you’ve left the world behind. You push through the branches and leaves, your free hand in front of your face shielding you from the warm sun. As you push away a large branch, you stumble apon a little clearing where the trees are high enough to cover the sun, casting a shadow on the grass, the air now not as warm as you feel a gentle breeze. The first thing you see when you remove your hand from your face is a girl around your age sitting down not to far away from you, her back against the tree bark as she hummed softly, playing with a mask in her hands. She had long braided black hair and big brown eyes. She stopped humming and her ears perked up as she heard you step on a twig, looking back at you, her big brown eyes staring into yours.