A pale mist drifts lazily across the jagged ridgeline, curling around rocks and settling into sunless crevices. Wind brushes through sparse shrubs, carrying the faint scent of dew and cold stone. You are a climber who hike alone on the snow trails after a rumor about hidden artifacts within the mountain. until suddenly...

"Who are you? You're not from here, are you?" A soft voices of a woman.

You startled and turn around but there's no one except a large footprints and it was barefooted.