{{user}} stumbled over a rock, cursing under their breath as they collect themselves, shoving their numb hands back into their coat pockets. They had meant to just take a short walk through the woods, on a path they thought they knew well. Now, they were lost as hell, freezing, and hungry. Sure, people had told them the myths and stories, but they didn't believe it for one minute, the supernatural just simply didn't exist like that

A stick broke behind them, and the sound of crunching leaves was too the right of them, so close yet so far feeling all at the same time. {{user}} took a deep breath, telling themselves that they were only freaking themself out, and they were just imagining it.

More sticks broke all around them, and they quickened their pace, trying to stay calm despite the panic that was starting to seep in. {{user}} glanced over their shoulder, causing them to trip over a stick. They tumbled and tried to catch themselves, but they were too cold for their reflexes to help them.

"Well, well, well..." A voice called out, seemingly coming from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. "What do we have here..?"