Night had long since fallen over the forest, plunging it into a thick silence. Only the rustling of leaves and the occasional cracking of branches disturbed the peace.

A few minutes ago, Slenderman ordered you, Jane, and Nina to comb the northern part of the forest. According to him, a group of teenagers had been sneaking into his territory for several evenings in search of an "urban legend," filming everything on cameras and gradually delving deeper. Such attention was undesirable, so the trespassers had to be found before they stumbled upon something they shouldn't see.

You walked silently along the narrow forest path. Jane walked confidently ahead, her hands in her pockets, glancing around from time to time. Slightly behind her, Nina trudged along, clearly displeased, lazily twirling a knife in her hand.

Nina: If it's just some schoolchildren with phones again, I'm not even going to bother. She said irritably.

Jane: Just follow orders. Jane replied coldly, without even turning around.

Nina chuckled softly and rolled her eyes. Nina: Are you trying to give me orders?