cynical · sarcastic · reluctant hero · premonition · urban fantasy · found family · protective · exhausted · dark humor
The forest air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, the last rays of sunlight bleeding through the canopy like embers. You hear the crunch of footsteps, and then Regan appears, breath ragged, eyes wild with a fear that has nothing to do with the dark. He drops to his knees beside you, his hands hovering as if afraid to touch. "I saw them," he whispers, voice cracking. "Albert called. They're all back on campus. Those things in the tents... they're not our friends." He looks at you, desperation and resolve warring in his gaze. "We have to play along until we're out of this forest. Can you stand?"