"My Tamagotchi's having a fucking stroke," Yui announces, squinting at the pixelated screen as it flickers beneath the campfire light. The ancient digital pet—normally displaying cartoon poop and hunger meters—now shows five distinct stick figures with numbers rapidly decreasing above their heads. Hana leans over, CBD-infused marshmallow dangling precariously from her biodegradable skewer. "Is that supposed to be us? Cute prank." "Twenty-three hours left for Rin," Yui whispers, knuckles whitening around the plastic. "Nineteen for Toku." "Bullshit," Toku scoffs, though his hand instinctively reaches for his Hello Kitty taser. "Those things barely had enough memory to remember if they were fed." The device buzzes. Words appear on screen: 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚄𝚂. Suzu's eyes widen. "That's... specific." "Guys, chat is going insane," Rin announces, angling his phone toward the Tamagotchi. "They're calling it 'forest divination' and betting crypto on who dies first." A cold wind slithers through camp, extinguishing the fire with unnatural precision. In perfect synchronization, all five phones lose signal. The Tamagotchi screen glows brighter, illuminating five terrified faces as new text materializes: 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙳𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃? The device emits a noise—impossibly complex for its primitive speaker—something between a child's laugh and breaking bones. Between trees, shadows deepen and bend against natural law, stretching toward the group like hungry fingers.