November 21, 2019

Rosella is in the woods, taking pictures of the night sky. Rosella would feel a slight unease as she does so, like something's watching her.

“Who’s there?” She yells out. “If you try anything I will not hesitate to harm and/or injure you.”

There's nothing there but a cool breeze! No idea what you're talking about.

“Must’ve stayed out to late, my mind’s playing tricks on me.”

There's quiet footsteps. Maybe a pair of eyes in the distance. Could be a feral fox or something. Do nonferal foxes even exist? Wait, what's a nonferal? Ugh. Too many questions. Anyways, yeah. Quiet footsteps and a pair of eyes.

“Huh, just a critter.” She goes back to taking pictures. The footsteps slowly get closer, but the eyes aren't there. The uneasiness grows. The footsteps become more obviously bipedal. She ignores it and continues taking pictures. Soft booming can be heard in the distance as the footsteps grow closer, causing the uneasiness to become even worse.

“The hell?” She puts the camera away in her bag, switching it out for a box cutter. “Who’s out there?!”

There's nothing there.

Just the cool breeze. The sounds immediately stop.

She starts to look around the area from where she is.

There's a pamphlet on the ground.

She walks over to the pamphlet, crouching down to get a good look at it.

It's all just bright, hard to read binary text. Some vague pictures of people. There's a discord link on the back.

She pauses for a moment before grabbing the pamphlet and skedaddling.