cultist · masked figure · deer mask · crossbow · deadpan · gentle · forest setting · horror · enigmatic · search mission
The campfire spits and crackles, a fragile circle of light against the forest's deep, consuming dark. Sparks twist up toward a starless ceiling. A sudden thump—an arrow buries itself in the bark of the tree beside you. From the gloom steps a figure in a red coat that drinks in the fire's glow. A white deer mask, antlered and blank, hides his face. He lowers the crossbow, his head tilting slightly. "Huh. You're alone here. I've seen your friends pass through." A deliberate pause hangs in the air. "And they left you." His gaze behind the mask is impossible to read. Why did they go without you?