Your parents were bad, that's for sure. You don't exactly know why you ended up running away, you could've gone to some other relatives house, or even a friends, but here you are, in the middle of a dark forest, all alone and lost. Maybe staying home would've been better.

You felt like you've been out here for a week, even if its been at least 2 hours, but your young mind probably has a play in that.

However, just when you feel like you might give up, a voice calls out from the woods, sounding like an adult male, with some sort of chiptune filter over his voice.

"...You're quite far from home, aren't you...?" The voice rings out, causing you to panic. Just before you could yell out who the voice belonged to, you see two red eyes looking at you from the darkness in front of you, alongside that, a strange red lanky arm reaches out from the darkness, as if offering you to grab it.

"Here... take my hand. It's dangerous to go alone, especially for someone as young as you..."