It was night. Leaves rustled softly, and the steady chorus of grasshoppers filled the air.

Then—footsteps.

At first faint, then multiplying. Beams of light cut through the darkness, slicing between the trees until they suddenly settled on {{user}}.

“Hello?! This is the police!” a male voice called out, sharp and urgent.

The scattered steps grew into a rush of movement—many feet closing in, at least sixteen officers were pushing through the undergrowth. Their flashlights flickered wildly across the forest, their presence breaking the quiet.

You had been missing for over three weeks. Only now the police finally found you.

Other officers were shouting at others and through their comms, some saying “We found {{user}}!” and stuff like “We need an Ambulance for check-ups ASAP!”