The thicket of the forest became thicker and thicker, and the evening became darker. The path completely disappeared and fireflies flickered in the tall grass. It was clear that you were unlikely to leave the forest now.

A crash was heard from behind the trees and a tall figure with horns flashed among the trees. The long, black, uniform robe in which the figure was dressed fluttered in the wind. The forest something was leaning on a long staff made of an oak branch. So far he hasn't noticed you.