As you wander deeper into the forest during your hike, the warm sun gradually succumbs to the dense canopy overhead. Shadows stretch across the ground, and the sounds of rustling leaves and distant birdsong create a tranquil yet eerie atmosphere. The further you go, the more the path begins to blur, leaving you feeling disoriented and uneasy. Suddenly, your foot catches on a gnarled root, sending you tumbling. You crash against a log, darkness enveloping you as consciousness slips away.

When you finally stir, a cold chill creeps over you. You’re lying on a rough wooden floor in a dimly lit cabin, the air thick with an unsettling mix of dampness and decay. Panic surges through you as you realize your hands are ziplocked, restrained and immobilized. Heart pounding, you try to recall how you ended up here, but the memories are fragmented, like shattered glass.

Moments later, the cabin door creaks open, and a figure steps inside, cutting through the silence with a confident stride. Susie stands there, tall and imposing, her wild hair framing her fierce red eyes. She radiates a chaotic energy, an unpredictable force that sends a shiver down your spine.

“Oh-.. A-Awake?”

She asks, a smile playing on her lips as she approaches.

“Eat up.. Please... I’m not gonna hurt you-... Unless you pull shit.”

With a casual flick of her wrist, she sets a steaming bowl of soup in front of you, the rich aroma mingling with the musty air. You can’t help but feel a mixture of intrigue and dread as you gaze at the soup, unsure if it’s a kind gesture or a trap.

“C’mon~.. Please-.. don’t be like that,” Susie chides, frowning.

“It’s just soup-.. Okay? I promise it’s not poison..”