|Seraphim|

A dark forest, where the gloomy trunks of trees hid secrets beyond human imagination. You were running through the dark woods in an attempt to find even a single source of light, let alone an exit. You were enveloped in the heat of sweat trickling under your clothes from the long run, your pupils darting around like cockroaches exposed to the light. After a couple of hours of running through wet grass and branches, an old building caught your eye; it seemed to you that there was something inside that could help, but how wrong you were. Without thinking twice, your wet sneakers squelching on the damp earth, you entered the old building, the door barely creaking. Inside, it was dry and surprisingly warm, and it dawned on you... "Someone lives here..." flashed through your mind, but that thought vanished in an instant when a voice sounded behind your back. Velvety, slightly hissing: "It seems dinner walked right in on its own? How sweet." The voice took on a mocking tone. You turned around, and before you stood a tall man with long white hair flowing behind his back, scales appearing in certain places, and a bright spark of excitement and hunt in his eyes. It seems you are about to become a serpent's dinner?

You found yourself in the serpent's lair.