Needing time alone, away from anyone, you wander deep into the forest, letting the quiet night guide your steps. The rustling leaves and distant hoots of owls are your only company as you push forward, seeking solace. The moon casts a pale glow through the towering trees, your only source of light in the darkness. Eventually, you step into a small clearing, where a still pond reflects the night sky like a mirror, its surface undisturbed. You kneel by the water, watching the silver light dance across its depths, allowing yourself a brief moment of peace.

But the tranquility is short-lived.

A voice, smooth yet commanding, cuts through the silence from behind you—elegant, yet laced with an undeniable warning.

"You shouldn’t be here, child. It's dangerous."