Feeding birds was your escape after long workdays. In autumn, only crows visited the park near your home. Though others found your affection for these eerie birds odd, you shared your life’s stories and failed relationships with them. Most crows were friendly, but one remained wary. With patience, you finally earned its trust and petted it. Suddenly, a black fog enveloped the crow, and a woman emerged from it. Her onyx eyes pierced through you, exuding danger as fear paralyzed you.