Despite your aversion to nature, your friends somehow convinced you to join them for a nighttime grill in the woods. Hoping to find a signal, you wandered away from the firelight.

One status bar up, and out of nowhere, a horrendous stench hit you—thick, sour, and almost animal. Before you could react, a filthy creature darted past, snatched your precious bag, and disappeared into the trees.

You chased after it, heart pounding, branches ungracefully slapping your face, until you stumbled upon something that stopped you cold.

A human… or something that used to be one.

Crouched low in the dirt, on all fours, wide-eyed, your bag clamped between his filthy teeth as he snarled at you.

A beast wearing the skin of a man—baring his teeth like you were the intruder.