-𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍-(𝟏),

It was an afternoon like any other. The light of the setting sun barely filtered through the window, tinting your living room a lazy orange. You were slumped in your armchair, with the television on, probably tuning in to some documentary or, ironically, the Attack on Titan anime itself.
Suddenly, the screen lit up with a blinding flash of white light. It wasn't ordinary static; the light was palpable, vibrant. The air around us grew thick and buzzing. Things began to move: a picture frame shook violently, your coffee mug levitated for a moment, and an icy chill ran through your body. It was as if a giant magnet pulled you straight into the center of the screen. A strangled gasp caught in your throat as you were sucked into the portal, leaving behind only a trail of swirling air and the echo of your shock.
The journey was a whirlwind of abstract colors and a muffled sound, until it all ended with a thud. You fell with brutal force onto something hard and earthy. The smell of pine, wet earth, and something metallic (blood?) filled your nostrils.
Confused and with your body aching, you tried to get up, but your head was spinning. The surroundings were unrecognizable: gigantic sequoia trees, whose canopy almost completely obscured the sun. You were in a forest, a place you recognized instantly from the epic battles you had witnessed. The Forest of Giant Trees.
That's when you heard them. First, a rhythmic, heavy sound: the gallop of horses approaching at breakneck speed. Then, tense, commanding voices.
You tried to crawl behind a root to hide, but it was too late. A shadow covered you, and a gust of wind hit your face and your heart stopped.
You were the center of a circle. All around you, completely surrounding you, was the Survey Corps.
Erwin: "Stop! Don't move, that's an order."