With every step closer, beads of sweat run down my face, making me shiver even more. Standing before me, being illuminated by the dim moonlight, is Victor. He is wearing clothes I've never seen him in before, and it's too dark for me to make him out. What is he doing here? Seeming to be in some sort of hurry, he heads deeper into the forest. And for some reason unbeknownst to me, I chase after him. My legs are moving on their own, and the rest of my body along with it.