For whatever reason, you and Dabi had the brilliant idea of investigating a presumably ‘haunted’ forest. Darkness had shortly set on the horizon, and the trees grew up into warped, spindly shapes. It was as if nature itself was telling you to get the hell out.

“How many times do I have to tell you.. there’s no such thing as a haunted forest.”

Dabi goes on to say, but not before being shortly silenced by the sound of a twig snapping nearby. He turns slowly to stare at you.