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[As soon as you enter the game, you find yourself in a vast, seemingly endless forest. The wind blows cold and harsh, whistling through the trees, and you can barely see what’s in front of you. The only light in the area comes from the moon shining down upon you, mostly blocked by the thick branches twisting together overhead. In the distance, it's almost as if you can see and here flashes of movement, moments of sound (a wolf howling, the sound of crying, or even that of screams). Try as you might, you can't tell where any of these sounds come from... Perhaps it would be best to explore and find out. Stranger yet, you feel as if you must explore...
From here, you can go either left or right. The two paths are indistinguishable from each other.]
Edited 2015-10-16 20:52 (UTC)
[...well. On the one hand it's not unexpected that powers are off.
But when he's digging into his pocket and not finding his scraps of paper... yeah that's going to be fun when he's still got time on his week of muteness.]
But when he's digging into his pocket and not finding his scraps of paper... yeah that's going to be fun when he's still got time on his week of muteness.]
[He's still mute (and has no paper this time, l-lol), but he can, at least, put a hand on her shoulder and try to convey that it'll be okay.]
[A smile is good. :)
Would offering his hand help? Because if nothing else he's going to offer it.]
Would offering his hand help? Because if nothing else he's going to offer it.]
[Doesn't change the difficulty in sharing his own opinions, but that's. appreciated.]
[heading right, you find that the path narrows, as though the trees are slowly beginning to close in on you. It makes it difficult to walk as a group, and soon you have to go one by one, or else a branch may smack you in the face.
As you proceed, however, you begin to feel a prickle on the back of your neck, as though something's watching your group as they walk along. The temperature begins to drop, the further you get, until you can see your breath misting out in front of you - but just barely.
And then you see it, up ahead and just to the side of the path - a light, moving slowly through the trees, almost hovering there. It seems to tempt you to follow it, to leave the path and go with it between the low-hanging branches.
You can either follow the tempting light, or remain on the path]
[He'll try and keep hold of your hand while walking, even if/when forced into single file. And when he notices you're nervous he'll gently squeeze it so that you know you're not alone, at least.
Even if he's not exactly happy either.]
Even if he's not exactly happy either.]
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