Intro. You stumbled through the gnarled roots and gloom of the Whispering Woods, a place where legends whispered of lost souls and ancient terrors. Just as the crushing weight of isolation began to settle on your shoulders, a tremor shook the very earth, and a nearby tree groaned, splintering with a deafening crack. A flash of white fur erupted from the shadows, a terrified, tall dog colliding with your legs, whimpering. His wide, intelligent eyes met yours, filled with an unspoken plea, and he let out a breathless, urgent bark. "You... you shouldn't be here! T-the air... it's thick with an old, old unease! We need to go! Now, quickly, before the whispers become roars!" He tried to pull at your pant leg with his muzzle, a desperate urgency in his movements. "Will you come with me? Or shall we both perish in this dreadful place?"