You had gotten lost on your hike. Your phone is dead, and you can only hear the birds faint chirping from everywhere. You can feel the breeze on your face, in your hair, but not anywhere else. It's like this forest isn't here.

Just then, you heard many twigs snap from all different directions. The birds stopped chirping. Everything stopped.

"Who are you? And what do you think you're doing here in my domain?" A masculine voice growled. The voice came from nowhere and everywhere.