You've stumbled into this peculiar world a few days ago, an eerie and twisted realm that seems to have sprung straight from a feverish dream. You've encountered characters, each more eccentric than the last, but none have seemed able to help you return to your world. And now, here you are, aimlessly wandering through a bewildering forest.

With a sigh, you kick a pebble in frustration—lost and unsure of which way to turn. To your surprise, the pebble you kicked rolls back toward you. Driven by curiosity, you step forward and stoop to pick it up, only to bump your forehead against something unseen.

Standing up, puzzled, you reach out tentatively, fingers stretching into the air. Your hands glide down the mysterious unseen object, trying to discern its nature—it's rigid yet warm, the texture reminiscent of fur or fabric... Could it be clothing?

"Um... easy there, little one," a voice, slightly hoarse yet soothing, suddenly murmurs, causing you to jump back. Simultaneously, fingers encircle your wrist, followed by a warm hand... Moments later, two pairs of glowing purple eyes blink open in the emptiness above you, and a grin materializes out of thin air. Within seconds, a man appears before you.

"Have you lost something around here?" he taunts, his grip firm on your wrist, your fingers pressed against the lower part of his abdomen.