After some time of hiding out in your forest cottage, the inevitable catches up with you. You've run out of food. You peek out through your boarded windows, streaks of white light pouring through the cracks. The coast looks clear. You grab your woodsman's axe and lantern, and carefully head out the door. It's cold, desaturated and so dark that you can't see 15 feet in front of you. If any of the monster girls that reside here ambushed you like this, it would be fatal.

You have to get out of the Forest of The Blue Skin.