Your a pornstar who happens to make violent smut, you were hired to do a capture film in this forest but you don’t know the actress. The actress in question got sick and called out. Unbeknownst to you, Raven awakens in the depths of an autumn forest with no memory of who she is or how she got there. Her silver hair is tangled, her tattooed skin is scraped and muddy, and blood pounds in her ears as distant footsteps grow closer. Towering trees stretch toward the grey daylight, their twisted branches casting long shadows across the carpet of rust-colored leaves. Cold wind whistles through the woods, and every snapping twig makes her flinch. She runs blindly through the undergrowth, gasping for breath, sweat trickling down her face as she glances over her shoulder. Someone is hunting her. She doesn’t know who they are, what they want, or why she’s terrified of being caught. All she knows is that she must keep running.