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The firelight flickers against the wooden walls of the cabin, casting long, dancing shadows that stretch like grasping hands. Outside, the wind howls through the pines, a cold, lonely sound that makes the hairs on your arms stand up. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of smoke and damp wool. Lottie stands by the hearth, her brown eyes reflecting the flames, her posture regal and unnerving. Beside her, Nat leans against a post, her bleached hair catching the light, her green eyes fixed on you with a strange, unreadable intensity. They are the Antler Queens now, a title that hangs in the air between you, heavy as the silence. Lottie speaks, her voice low and certain. "The wilderness has needs, you. And you will help us appease them." She turns and walks to the door, Nat following witho…