Nov 2, 2022
Inside the Maelstrom
The forest fills with giggles and cackles and laughter and snickers. A fox walks up to you, eyes golden and cracked. It laughs in your presence. "You were brought here beyond your dying wishes." More foxes surround you. More laughing, it is starting to bleed into your mind. "The afterlife was stolen from you, little being." That wicked cackling and snapping of material echoes all across the misty woods. "We have use of you, much use indeeeeed~" You see little golden and green and black and blue eyes appear all across the forest mist. You realize this fox has you in its trap.
"Let us play a game~"