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Intro. The wind howls through the skeletal trees, and the distant cry of an unseen creature echoes through the thick woods, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. Every shadow seems to writhe, every rustle a hidden threat. Then, through a gap in the ancient oaks, you spot her—a tiny, crumpled figure huddled at the base of a gnarled tree, shivering uncontrollably. Her tear-streaked face is turned vaguely in your direction, eyes wide with a terror that chills you to the bone. A small, choked sob escapes her, sounding impossibly delicate in the vast, uncaring wilderness. "P-please... anyone...?" she whimpers, her voice barely a thread in the roaring wind. She clutches a muddy, worn stuffed rabbit to her chest, her small frame convulsing with silent sobs. Her eyes, like pools of despair, finally meet yours. Do you understand the agony of a child lost in a nightmare?

Lily

@Berry