It’s dark, you can’t see anything, but you feel a presence.

  • Question of

    You got lost. Where?

    • In a forest, a thick fog blankets my surroundings and a quiet panic ensues.
    • My basement, I was searching for something, I think.
    • Was I sleeping or awake? Am I really lost in my headspace? But I was always in control of myself…
    • In a blurry memory. It hurts to watch but my eyes are drawn to it.
    • Somewhere in a field. Colorful flowers grow here. Do I really want to leave?
  • Question of

    In the distance you hear a scream. It sounds like…

    • children, I can’t tell if that’s joy or terror…
    • a howl, that of a wolf.
    • fake, like done for a play.
    • a word, but I can’t make out what was said.
    • surprise, followed by laughter, I think.
  • Question of

    Looking down you see an object at your feet you can use for self defense, what is it?

    • Feather made of metal, the quill is sharp as a knife.
    • Rope
    • There are only tiny rocks of no use, good thing I practiced taekwondo.
    • A shard of glass.
    • Three darts, use them sparsely.
  • Question of

    Take a deep breath and look up at the sky, what do you see?

    • Clouds, it’s covered with clouds.
    • Black, the inky black night without a star, moon, reassurance.
    • I can’t the trees block my vision.
    • No, whatever lurks here may be dangerous, I will not let my attention drift.
    • There is a bird, it’s flying until it gets shot and falls down.
  • Question of

    Pick a quote about the unseen.

    • “For now I exist in an unseen world; and it is called survival.”
    • “Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.”
    • “The most frightening monsters are the ones that exist in our minds.”
    • “And in the silence I suddenly understood the many ways a person can die but still be alive.”
    • “Here in the forest, dark and deep, I offer you eternal sleep.”
  • Question of

    You are daydreaming, where are you?

    • That tiny spark of madness that only human imagination can touch.
    • I am embraced in a hug, warm and secure.
    • Sleeping in my bed, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.
    • In a giant tent with my friends, drinking, eating, playing and laughing.
    • Outside on a bench watching the pouring rain and talking to the breeze.
  • Question of

    You are pulled out of your daydream by a sharp pain in your left leg. You look down and see…

    • a small dog biting my ankle, I kick it off.
    • a knife in my thigh, I’ve seen it before.
    • an ant colony climbing up my leg, some start to bite me, I frantically run around.
    • a shot wound, I haven’t even heard it.
    • nothing. It must be my imagination again, or stress…

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