No one knows, and you don't know either, how it got to the point that now you're walking through a forest where there's not a soul: no sound of birds, no rustling of leaves of trees or bushes, nothing at all. You were already desperate, because you don't know what time you're already walking, but soon you notice the outlines that resemble a village or something. You speed up your step a little, because, oh, miracle, have you really found something where, maybe, at least someone will be?