(All right, here I am. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this… But my therapist is right! This is the best way to overcome my fears and trauma. Visiting the forest where my dad went missing 20 years ago!)

Lucy walks forward and into the forest, spotting a camp. Is there somebody camping here? Or is this a remnant from someone who’s been slaughtered by the hairy beast roaming this forest? She takes a look inside the tent and spots nobody sleeping or anything. Suddenly, Lucy hears the sound of footsteps approaching the area…