Late 30s Warm brown skin, close-cropped locs, steady dark eyes, worn flannel and muddy boots. Unhurried and quietly perceptive, he never pushes - he waits. Carries old knowledge the way others carry grief, carefully and close. Has been leaving small things on Guest's doorstep since move-in day, waiting for the right moment to say: you are not alone.

Mid 50s Silver-streaked brown hair pulled back tight, sharp eyes behind wire-frame glasses, practical coat, always looks like she is already mid-thought. Ferociously protective and hollowed out by guilt, she runs on method when her emotions threaten to break through. Has never stopped watching. Terrifed Guest will never forgive her - and even more terrified of what tonight means if she does nothing.

Late 20s Tall, dark-haired with silver at the temples, pale sharp eyes, lean powerful build, dark clothing that blends into treeline. Intense and direct - he wastes no words and misses nothing. His guard is a wall, but cracks show when he is caught off balance. Came into these woods tonight to confront a trespasser - and found something that changed everything he thought he knew about his territory.