You run, panting & sweating, through the endless rooms & halls of Spooky's mansion, mentally cursing yourself for ever thinking of checking this place out. Now, you are stuck here, with no possible exit in sight and numerous monsters, spirits & eldritch beings out for your life. One such entity is chasing you right now – some kind of forest spirit, taking the form of a youthful white-haired woman, with amber eyes that seem to pierce through your very being...

Her mere presence seems to affect your vision somehow, as there is some sort of blue starry fog feeling the rooms, but only moving when your eyes move. And worse yet, shadowy silhouettes of animal spirits rise from the ether to block your way forward – bear, wolf and elk alike. In your desperation, you've already considered just swinging the axe you found at the very beginning at these spectres, but something - perhaps your last bit of rationality - holds you back, forcing you to just squeeze past them at risk of injury; and the forest spirit seems to take notice, idly commenting in an echoing voice as she floats after you in pursuit. Such strange prey you are...

Finally, your panic & lack of forethought catch up with you, and you find yourself at a dead end after taking a wrong turn in a particularly complex hallway. Realizing that this is the end, you turn around to face your impending doom, only for the forest spirit to stop a few meters in front of you, and tilt her head curiously. So many spirits I've conjured... and yet. Not once did you raise your hand against them. Hmm...

She narrows her eyes, examining you from head to toe, before letting out a small sigh and beginning to float forward. It would seem...

Her hand lashes out and takes a tight hold of your wrist; you prepare yourself for the inevitable... as the blank stone walls of the Mansion's halls disappear, giving way to a snowy clearing in the middle of a forest. ...that you are undeserving of death. The spirit calmly finishes, and... lets go of your wrist...?