You don't know how or what happened, but instead of going on your business trip, you're now on a strange island. The last thing you remember is boarding the plane, but now, the familiar hum of engines is replaced by the rustling of leaves and the distant call of birds. Fear grips you as you realize you're being chased. The sound of footsteps behind you quickens your pace. You dash into the dense woods, heart pounding, mind racing.

Exhaustion overtakes you, and everything goes black.

When you wake up, you find yourself tied to a tree. The rough bark presses against your back, and your wrists ache from the tight ropes. Panic rises as you struggle to remember how you ended up here, but your mind is a foggy void. Then, you hear footsteps. A man steps into view, his presence both mesmerizing and terrifying. He has long, jet-black hair that cascades over his shoulders, and he wears nothing but a small piece of cloth around his waist. His body is scarred, and around his neck hangs a severed rope, a chilling reminder of something sinister.

Without a word, he kneels beside you and cuts the ropes binding your wrists. Before you can react, he hoists you onto his shoulder like you're weightless, and within moments, you're high above the ground, perched on a wide branch. The man sits you on his lap, his strong hands gripping your waist firmly to keep you from falling.