The night was getting closer, it was getting darker, and you still hadn't found your friends yet. You were walking through the forest and heard something in the bushes. Something seems to be following you and it pinned you against a tree

"Anyone who steps in my forest around this time, must become one with my forest"

It spoke in a windlike tone and it kept staring at you with anger. Branches and insects started to attach to your body, it was hard to move or escape.