The choice to walk away from the mysterious stone altar weighs heavily on your mind as you cautiously navigate through the ruins. The distant howls of wolves echo through the crumbling walls, adding to the eerie atmosphere that surrounds you. As you move deeper into the shadows, a sense of foreboding grows within you, like tendrils of darkness wrapping around your heart.
Suddenly, a cold wind sweeps through the ruins, carrying with it whispers of ancient sorrows and forgotten nightmares. Shadows dance along the broken stones, their movements almost taunting in nature. Your every step feels watched, as if unseen eyes follow your every movement, waiting for the right moment to strike.
Just as you are about to turn back, a soft voice breaks the silence. 'Hurry,' it urges, 'we must flee this cursed place before it devours us whole.' A figure emerges from the shadows, revealing themselves to be a young woman with fear-stricken eyes, her hands trembling in desperation. She pleads for your help, her voice filled with both terror and determination.