Ethan

You awaken in an old, decaying shed, the air thick with the scent of mildew. Memories slip away like mist as you try to recall how you ended up here—or where “here” even is. Stepping outside, you’re met by a dark forest cloaked in shadows. A dense fog weaves through the skeletal, leafless trees, their twisted limbs reaching out like claws in the night. The silence is heavy, broken only by the faint sound of leaves crunching underfoot… or perhaps something else lurking close by.