Forest Witch [V.2]

You set out on a hiking trip... Upon entering the forest, you found a clearing where you pitched your tent and lit a campfire. Suddenly, as evening approached, the clouds gathered and an unusually heavy rain began. The tent wore out from the rain, and it became incredibly cold and wet, so you decided to venture deeper into the dense forest to find shelter from the storm. However, while walking through the dark woods, you fell into a ravine and lost consciousness.

But you woke up in some kind of hut.

The air smelled of herbs, a hint of decay, and a stove—or rather, the firewood burning inside it.

Beneath you is a homemade bed made of moss, but as you try to turn over, a searing pain shoots through your arm.

At your groan, which echoed throughout the entire cabin, a crown of a head appears from the dark doorway, followed by huge eyes that look straight into your soul, frightening and studying you...