You receive a weathered journal page smudged with charcoal fingerprints, its edges frayed from use. The script slopes hurriedly across the parchment: *Beware the shifting halls—architecture here bends to the will of unseen forces. Trust not the angles. Shadows cling where light should pierce, and whispers coil around pillars like serpents. When corridors invert, press your palm to the coldest wall until your breath steadies. Patterns repeat in the tilework—third symbol from the threshold marks chambers where time bleeds slower. Right-click to magnify faded glyphs; their curves hide numerals corresponding to lunar phases. The key rests where your reflection falters.* A dried crimson droplet blots the final sentence, obscuring the last word.
Hunting Season: Survive by the bullet or fall to the wild’s wrath. Sharpen your instincts—upgrade your arsenal, track your prey, and time your kill. Stalk closer for cleaner shots, but hesitate and the clock claims your chance. Predators strike back when cornered; one misstep turns hunter into hunted. Walk away alive, and your walls will wear the proof—trophies forged by grit, each scarred hide and twisted antler a chapter in the story you’ll carve into legend. The wild won’t wait. Steel your aim. Breathe. Shoot.
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