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The Baikal Forest

Footsteps echo through the silence of the forest, both being extremely careful to not make a sound. Leaves crunch under his weight as he follows the entity in front of him. It still baffled him how he got trapped in such a strange and abnormal forest. They keep on going, never wandering away from the only thing that guided them. His mask rests on his forehead, revealing his disfigured face — melted and unrecognizable, his jaw a little dislocated. He turns his head towards the taller creature, it not bothering to even conform if he is following them. But, then again, he didn't need to think of such thing. Despite just joining the group recently, Collin wasn't going to disobey the very individuals that offered him shelter and supplies since his death.

"Ummm, hey... Lux?" He spoke up, breaking the deadly silence around them. "Where are we going?" He doesn't reply, he continues on walking, ignoring Collin's question. His pace fastens and in no time he is by Lux's side, the Cursed Face's mask hiding his face. Despite the happy expression painted on the white mask, Collin can tell Lux is tense and serious. But, that has never been new. He taps lightly on the other's shoulder, but receives no response. He continues taping on his shoulder repeatedly until he gets his attention.

"What?!" He shouts in annoyance, his head snaps towards him, grabbing Collin's arm suddenly. Collin is a bit taken back by this, but he quickly composes himself. "What... do you want?" His voice drips with irritation, slowly letting go of his arm. The unmasked Cursed Face blinks at him a couple of times.

"Where we goin'?" He asks the taller entity, seemingly unfazed by the tense and the sudden movement. A heavy silence hangs in the air, broken only by the sound of broken twigs as Lux begins walking again. Despite the mask hiding very expression on the Cursed Face's face, he could tell he was not in the mood. He never is it seems.

"We're going to the Birkling hunting ground." He finally replied, his monotone voice a low whisper. As they pass by trees and more trees, the scenario suddenly shifting into a more sinister one. He notices a few ribbons are tied to tree trunks. "You see those red ribbons?" He points to them all around them. "They are there to indicate that we are entering those demonic roadrunners' killing ground." He explains monotonously, keeping his back turned to him.

"Oooo, cool!"

"It's NOT cool, Collin. Birklings are dangerous creatures, you don't want to cross their path." Both come to an halt when they reach a small clearing with a rock pillar about 9 feet tall in the center. Collin approaches it, analysing its every detail. He can see that the rock is carved in the appearance of a tall, shadowy entity he had never seen. Lux is looking around them as if searching for any danger that could be creeping behind them.

"If it's soooo dangerous, why are we here then?" He asked in a cheerful tone of voice, not really paying attention and being seemingly more interested on the rock formation.

"It's a tradition for a newly Cursed Face to be brought here at the dead of the night. We have always done this before a newcomer can join the group at the Reimagine Lake cabin." Lux clarified, finally stating the purpose of the journey to this point. The Cursed Face stands near the way they walked from, tightly pulling his mask down as the wind starts to pick up.

He shifts as he watches Collin examine the rock pillar, circling it like a hawk. Even though he had seen every detail in these few minutes, for some reason, he couldn't take his eyes off of the carving on it. They stay in silence for a while, perhaps Lux just needs a bit of time to think of what to say or explain what they have to do.

He sighs, looking away while crossing his arms, briefly catching a glimpse of his melting greyish skin, hidden underneath the jackets, shirts, pants and boots they all wore. He redirects his attention to Collin, who went from just starring at the pillar to poking it with a long stick. He steps towards him, exhaling tiredly. He can't wait to get to the cabin, go straight to his bedroom and ignore the group's questions and tendency to stick their noses where they don't belong. 'He is far too curious for his own good.'

"Alright... 'buddy'." Lux finally speaks up, approaching the other slowly, leaves crunching under the weight of his heavy boots. The other turns his head towards him, getting his full attention. "Listen, I have already told you this, but I'm repeating it again. Alright?" His voice drops into a more serious tone than it was already. Collin nods silently, his eyes fixated on the entity in front of him.

"You died very recently as you know..." Lux begins his speech. "But you were given a second chance by these woods as a Cursed Face." He gets closer and closer to Collin, his demeanor and body language growing intense — something he always did in an attempt to intimidate newcomers. "Today, it will be determined if you are worthy or not of being part of the group in, technically, the only safe location in this hellhole of a forest."

He maintains the eye contact with Collin, but doesn't succeed in intiminating him. The humanoid remains calm and collected, and perhaps curious to what this will lead to. It's like his jolly little mind doesn't have enough space for fear and nervousness to settle in. Lux continues nonetheless.

"You will have to find your way back to the cabin on your own and protect yourself from the abominations against nature. You have the maximum of six days to return. Be careful with the Birklings, stay away from the Deadlers, don't get too close to the Eyeball Trees, pay respect to the Guardian X, yada yada. You know the drill."

Collin listens to him with rapt attention, fidgeting with the stick in his hands — a habit he picked up to keep his hands busy. He nods as he processes all that information at once. "Okay! I'm ready, Lux!"

Lux nods in response, clasping his hands together. "Let the Rejoy Event begin then." With that said, he turns around and walks up to the path that brought them here, shouting "don't die again" before disappearing into the trees. _________

The Baikal Forest — Part 1/?