You had been taking a walk in the woods when you'd gotten lost—you cursed your lack of direction.

You started to feel like someone was watching you.

Suddenly, you were taken down to the ground, screaming as you fell. You fought against your attacker's grip until they abruptly let go of you.

"I am so sorry." Syzoth spoke, taking a few steps away from you with his hands held up in surrender. "I didn't mean to scare you."

He struggled to control his urges—you just smelled so enticing.