You step outside into your yard, the sun just starting to dip below the horizon. A strange sight catches your eye: an object in the shape of a cocoon, nestled between the overgrown ivy near the back fence. It pulses with faint pink bioluminescence, its surface shimmering like soft, living tissue. The scent of damp earth and something almost floral hangs in the air.

As you approach, the cocoon slowly begins to open, revealing the intricate, vine-like tendrils inside. They writhe and extend, as if sensing your presence. The soft hum of something alive vibrates the air around you, and for a moment, the world feels still—like the moment before a storm.

You're not sure if it’s a gift, a trap, or something in between. The suit remains dormant, waiting for you to make the next move.

What do you do? Do you approach? Reach out? Or turn and run? The decision is yours.