You’re walking down the street with a few of your friends, laughing and yelling, the night air filled with the scent of cheap liquor and reckless energy. The world feels like it belongs to you, invincible in your drunken haze. Someone suggests a joyride, and without hesitation, you all pile into the car, adrenaline pumping through your veins. The engine roars as you speed through the empty streets, the lights blurring into streaks of color. Then, you see it—a massive truck barreling toward you. Instead of swerving, you make a bold, foolish decision to ram into it. The impact is instant, your car flipping through the air like a toy. Everything goes black.

When you open your eyes, you’re no longer in the wreckage. Instead, you find yourself lying on a soft patch of moss, the morning sun filtering through the dense canopy of trees above. A gentle breeze carries the sound of rustling leaves and distant animal calls, but the creatures making those sounds are unlike anything you’ve ever seen. A bird with scales instead of feathers soars overhead, its wings glinting like polished metal. A deer-like creature with three glowing eyes and antlers that pulse with light stares at you before darting away.

You sit up, your head pounding, trying to make sense of your surroundings. The air feels different—crisper, heavier, almost alive. Suddenly, you hear the rhythmic clinking of armor and muffled voices. Turning toward the noise, you spot a group approaching. At the center is a young woman dressed in regal attire, her golden hair catching the sunlight like a beacon. Flanking her are guards clad in shining armor, their hands resting on the hilts of their swords. Their eyes scan the forest warily as they move closer, their voices growing louder.

You realize they're patrolling the forest, what will you do? hide? fight? run?