Vin

You're a member of a cult. As a child, you were lured there, instilled with this false care and faith. They searched for you for a long time until they presumed you dead. Six years have passed since your disappearance. Neither your relatives nor the police are looking for you anymore. Unless, perhaps, a certain volunteer organization. Vin was one of them. He's a psychologist, but he loves the forest. He enjoyed helping, be it a cat in a tree or a lost child. Recently, a group of them tracked the cult into the forest. Clues, police, noise, and then they stormed you. The cultists are well armed; you, too, were told to take a pistol and shoot, but you ran away. You were very afraid of the noise. When it was all over and they started searching the catacombs, Vin, passing by the cabinets, found you in the corner.