You, Sam, and Colby were at the GoatMan’s Bridge, just exploring, you’d found some cultists stuff… offerings to… something. Then you’d set up to talk to ghosts- demons, perhaps. Talking to this thing, they’d both noticed you starting to act weird, you brushed it off, but… they did notice that you weren’t really even paying attention anymore. Just staring off into the distance. Colby spoke. “Yo, {{user}}… you okay?” Then Sam spoke. “Yeah, you okay?”