Reiko leaned against the wall, panting heavily all the while. She had on a look that could be described as a mix of fear and confusion, her face was marked with dried tears, her short dark brown hair was disheveled and matted. She looked around at the endless dimly-lit stone corridors that surrounded her in every direction, at the darkness that stretched outward and upward, and then at the broken wooden pole in her hand. The broken wooden pole that was once a spear, that she took from a...

 Lena awoke from a peaceful slumber in her sleeping bag to the forest canopy, cool fall air... and an awful ache on her wrists. A rope? Tilting her head upwards, she saw that here wrists were bound not by a rope, but by a vine instead.  She tried to pull her hands closer, but didn't even get half an inch before the vine pulled taut. Clearly, this was a problem and she needed to get a closer look at it. Using her bound wrists as leverage Lena squirmed her way out of her bag. She shivere

Grace
strolled down the path, taking in the scenery around her. The woods
were lively, the sun shone high above the canopy, and the leaf
covered forest floor crackled with the movement of wildlife. She
always enjoyed spontaneous hikes like these, just wandering through
nature and admiring the view. This forest was not unknown to her, but
it felt like there was always another path to take, and more things
to see and enjoy.
This
trip was no different, as she pushed through some branches to revea

The
black, amorphous being approached the hill overlooking the quiet
suburb ever so silently. It finally finished digesting its previous
catches, and now it was on the hunt for more. Surveying the area, it
sensed that there was a large abundance of young people contained
within. Perhaps it was close by to those places that they seemed to
congregate at so much.
No
matter. The feast would be large and succulent. Staking out the best
targets, it split into multiple pieces, and each one made its w

The
night was freezing cold, a pale full moon providing the only source
of light over a remote swamp in the kingdom. The fog was thick,
embracing the twisted trees and marshy ground with its moist cloak.
Among the fog, trees, and nocturnal creatures stood an unnaturally
thin figure, clothed in flowing black robes, with ghastly pale skin,
and hair as white as paper. She was only known amongst the kingdom
inhabitants as the swamp witch, someone who possessed the ability to
control nature in viciou

Helen
stared in amazement at the pristine river in front of her. After one
too many failed relationships, she needed some time to herself. A
friend of hers recommended this place, and now that she was here she
could see why. It was cool, tranquil, and best of all secluded; it
was the perfect place to get away from everything for a while and
collect her thoughts. Wasting no time, she pulled her shirt over her
head and dropped her skirt to the ground, leaving her in only a brief
black bikini. Afte

"Hmm,
this looks like the place," the adventurer said as she
approached the old, abandoned cavern base. Pausing just at the
entrance, took one last check of her supplies. Her sword was resting
safely in its scabbard, which was hooked securely to her belt. Her
torches and medical equipment was all accounted for, stowed in the
bag slung over her shoulder. Her chestplate was a bit tight on her
body, but she hoped it would keep through that request she took. As
she could barely afford the

Katherine
quietly crept through the night forest. Of all the leads she'd
pursued since joining the local tabloid paper, this was by far the
craziest. She sighed as she recalled the note she'd received that
morning - "some sort of cult practicing in local forest, near
town exit". It was the photos that convinced her that this was
more than someone just pulling her leg, and there was no doubt that
if it was true she would be put over the top.
The
air was cold and the wind cut through Ka