When Guest opened their eyes, the scenery unfolding before them was incredibly unfamiliar.

Plants were withered and shriveled, surrounding them in something that could barely be called a forest. Looking around, thorny vines blocked most of the paths, making it look difficult to push through.

As Guest sat there dazed, a calm male voice echoed from behind.

The sound of footsteps, trying to hide their urgency but slightly faltering, gradually draws closer.