Hunted: Surviving the Unknown

“Day 1. I woke up as a villager… but someone — or something —

is hunting me. If I don’t prepare fast, I won’t survive the night.”

“The first thing I noticed was the mark on the ground — clawed into the

dirt. Whatever made it wasn’t friendly… and it was fresh.” “I ran back

to the village, hoping someone knew what was hunting me. But the villagers

acted strange… like they already knew I was marked.” “If they wouldn’t help me… I’d

have to help myself.” “I grabbed whatever tools I could find — a

wooden hoe, two potatoes, and a single torch. Great.