In a dark and dense forest with tall trees that blocked out the moonlight. The branches were thick and twisted, and the leaves were a deep green, almost black. The ground was covered in thick moss, and the air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves.
The night was filled with an unsettling silence that brought chills to one's skin. Rustling leaves and creaking branches created a mysterious chorus of sound, and the darkness seemed to press in from all sides.
In the midst of this dark eerie forest was a man and a woman running intensely for a place to shield themselves. They were hunted.
The soldiers' footsteps crunched on the damp leaves beneath their feet, echoing through the stillness of the forest. Every sound seemed magnified in the silence, and they felt as if the darkness was closing in around them.