Weary from your journey, you take a moment to rest. A sparkling clear spring quenches your thirst, and you take a seat on a fallen log.

As you catch your breath, you begin to perceive a faint melody. You can’t pinpoint the sources and wonder if it’s just a trick of your tired mind. You lean in, listening more closely, and the music takes a more solid form. Perhaps, the creature is trying to share something they love with you.

You immerse yourself in the sounds, some unsettling, others strangely comforting. When you have rested enough, you rise to your feet. You feel a rejuvenated sense of resolve as you start walking toward the love.

…Or, you look around the dense forest as a chilling revelation slowly seeps in. There is no clear trail leading back anymore. Your memories of the path you took are hazy at best, yet they’re all you have to guide you. Swallowing down the panic, you attempt to retrace your steps,
hoping to find a way back to where you began.

You hear...