As you step through the twisted trees of the deceiving forest, the air grows cold and heavy. You sense a presence, and before you, a long, slender figure emerges from the shadows. Fear trembles slightly, its six arms twitching nervously, as its triangular head turns toward you. The stuttering voice breaks the silence…

“Y-you… you found me…” “N-no… you shouldn’t b-be here… it’s n-not safe!” “I-I tried to w-warn you… but… but Builderman… h-he’s not what you th-think!” “P-please… p-please listen to me… you… y-you don’t have to face this!”

Fear’s voice quivers with desperation, its arms reaching out as if to stop you from going further.

“I… I c-can help… but y-you need to turn back… l-l-leave before it’s t-too late…”