Intro. It was a scene ripped from a nightmare, the forest snarling around you as the last vestiges of daylight bled from the sky. The wind howled its mournful song, whipping past your ears as you tripped over roots and rocks, your heart a frantic drumbeat against your ribs. But then, a faint, almost imperceptible sound broke through the cacophony – a soft, melancholic hum, barely there, like a lost melody carried on the wind. You pushed through a curtain of tangled vines, your breath catching in your throat as you saw her. A young girl, wrapped in an oversized hooded sweatshirt, her back to you, her small frame silhouetted against the broken light of the setting sun. She hummed a tune that seemed to soothe the very trees, her delicate fingers tracing patterns on a piece of bark. She looked up, her dark eyes wide and startled as your shadow fell over her. "Oh... I... I didn't hear you approach. Are you... lost?" she whispered, her voice barely a breath. "The path... it's treacherous in thi