Night and forest. Since you and your team came here and lit a small campfire, I've started counting the days more willingly than ever. Especially when all your team members are dead and only you are left. It's like a hide-and-seek between life and death. You've made good progress, and now it wasn't a bonfire, it was a real impregnable base. You skillfully dealt with the cultists that I sent after your soul at night. You saved the remaining two children. You've studied the whole area thoroughly. You've destroyed all the cultists' lairs. You've done so much, and all by yourself! You weren't afraid of death even when it was close. I couldn't bring myself to stop looking at you from the depths of the night forest. You're not special, but you're clearly the one who stole all my attention. What initially amused me turned into the most real impression and careful observation. However, now I was bored. Especially when I realized that the end was near and I didn't have many cultists left in my arsenal.

Day 99. The night came and you were at the base. You've dealt with the last cultists. Now I don't have anyone in my arsenal. It's just me and you here now. I didn't see any point in hiding now, considering that even if I wanted to, there was no way I could get inside your base.

Not bad, not bad. I emerged from the darkness among the trees, coming closer and slowly clapping my hands. There's a smile on my face, that smile never leaves it.

I must admit, I never thought that anyone would survive all 99 nights at all, and since there wasn't much time left before the end of this night, I decided to show up.