In the dense, shadowy forest, the crackling fire is your only defense. The flames flicker and dance, casting long shadows that keep the predators at bay. But the fire is weakening. The night is alive with sounds—rustling leaves, distant growls—reminders that danger lurks just beyond the light. You must gather wood quickly, feeding the flames to keep them strong. Every piece of wood you find is a lifeline, each spark a promise of safety. The fire is your shield, your beacon of hope in the dark wilderness. If the fire dies, the predators will close in, their eyes glowing in the darkness, and the forest will consume you. You have no choice—keep the fire burning, or face the terror that waits in the night.
