WHISPERING WOODS

A TERMINAL-STYLE TEXT ADVENTURE

Welcome to the edge of the treeline. The white house stands silent, its windows boarded, its doors left ajar. Beyond it, the Whispering Woods breathe. They do not forget. They do not forgive.

You will navigate shifting paths, uncover forgotten relics, and survive the creeping dark. But tread carefully: The Shades do not hunt by sight. They hunt by stillness. Remain in the black too long, and they will claim what is left of you.

EDICT OF ENGAGEMENT:

⚠ NOTICE: YOUR PRESENCE HAS BEEN NOTED BY THE SHADES. If darkness claims you for too long, your session will be terminated. There is no undoing the cold.

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