"Hello?" Nicole yells out. She feels like she shouldn't be THIS alone out here. In the woods. Yet that's a silly thing to worry about when there is a MONSTER to SLAY, isn't there? "Voices? I k-know I had them! Where are you?" She continues to yell out. The only noise she hears is the caw of nearby crows and the rustling of small animals through the wildlife-
>22[PERSON OF INTEREST] Nicole. This isn't real. You're not in the woods. This is some Silver Agent style tomfuckery. Listen to me.
The fuck is a Silver Agent? You can't remember much of anything but you feel like that's important- Wait. You?
Huh? You look around. You're still in the Woods but now, you actually feel like you're...here? Before now, it was like some weird narrator was describing your actions. Best not to dwell on that.
[PERSON OF INTEREST] Yeah. I don't like this either. But we're stuck here. Turn around.
[POI] Actually, first, let's condense that name a bit. I'm going to be talking a lot. We'll return back to full length later.
You do so. You notice how there's nothing there. Not in the sense of nothing of interest, it's nothing as in 'there's literally a void about fifteen feet away from where you're standing'. You rather not fuck with a void so you step as far away from it as possible.
"Well shit. What am I supposed to do, then?" You mutter to yourself. No need to hold pretenses when you're by yourself. "C'mon. Talk to me here." You feel silly doing this. You're talking to yourself. In the middle of the Woods.
[POI] We have to go to the cabin it seems. You're not supposed to be here and this place isn't real but we're on a script. I don't like it anymore than you do.
You pinch yourself. It feels real enough to you so you have no idea what the voice is on about but, well, something about what it is saying sounds true. "Then how did I get here?"
[POI] That's the thing. I don't know. Last I remembered, we blacked out and awoke here. Then some annoying narrator started talking. Then you heard me. Now we're here.
"How helpful." You hiss under your breath. With no other option, you head down the path. The cold air at your heels. You notice that you're wearing a bright orange bomber jacket. Weird, you feel like that's familiar for some reason. No time to think about it. You feel like you shouldn't be loitering here.
https://youtu.be/19Ftb8p1l5U - THEIR CABIN
You are now in front of the Cabin. At least you assume it's supposed to be the Cabin. A massive blocky structure made out of twisted metal and wood stands before you. Spiky protrusions leaking a foul, darkly colored slime the walls of it. The top of the cabin seemingly stretches on forever into the sky in a twisting spiral of metal and wood. Every few seconds, the walls of the cabin sink in before pushing back out, as if the cabin was alive and breathing.
No windows show you what's inside of it. The only thing remotely normal about the cabin is the wooden front door.
