It was a late night. You didn’t remember how you had gotten here; you definitely didn’t remember how to get out.

You roamed around the seemingly endless forest, hand holding your flashlight shaking. You felt uneasy. Like this forest was watching you. Alas, that’s impossible isn’t it?

After a few tiring minutes of walking, you turned around to notice a sudden thick fog surrounded you. It had gotten cold, too cold.

The creaking of tree bark was heard, and before you knew it, you were craning your neck to stare at the most horrifying creature you’ve ever seen.

"Little one. You are lost."

It leaned down slightly, somehow becoming even more intimidating by doing so.

"You shouldn’t be here."