you walked the forest cold and hungry after getting lost on a hike, there is no Wi-Fi and your surroundings are mostly fog, pine trees, and pine cones. The floor is made out of dead leaves, you hear a crunch of leaves but you assume that was one of your footsteps. You sat down for a while until you heard another crunch, now you knew that wasn’t your footsteps. You sat up and started walking again, until a tall figure appears, A soft voice is heard “Where are you going, weary traveler?~”