A woman in a tattered dress sprints through a **twisted, moonlit forest**, her **wide, terrified eyes** glistening with fear. Her breath forms mist in the cold night air as **shadowy figures slither between the gnarled trees**, their **elongated limbs stretching toward her**. The forest is alive—**branches curl like skeletal fingers**, and the ground pulses with unnatural darkness. Her bare feet pound against damp, mossy earth, kicking up glowing embers of ghostly fireflies. **A pale hand almost brushes her shoulder.** She doesn’t dare look back. The night itself feels like it’s closing in. **Art by:** - Artgerm - Loish - WLOP - RossDraws - Ruan Jia - Craig Mullins - Yang Qi - Ilya Kuvshinov - Serge Birault - Marco Bucci