Sydney started off down a rough dirt path, heading towards the forest that loomed in front of them. The words from the rest of the group were reassuring but she had a sinking feeling that the positivity would change as the game went on. As the group neared closer to the forest the trees seemed to grow in front of their eyes. Large almost black trunks rose up to meet the sky and soon completely blocked out the little sun they had. Sydney shivered as a sudden coldness overtook her body and she found herself stopping, unable to enter the forest any further.
“Something doesn’t see, right about this.” She whimpered, “It seems too quiet.”
 	
 	Shadows fell around the group, reaching up trees and almost seeming to stretch out to the group. Sydney staggered backwards as one of the shadows seemed to leap off the tree, fly past her face and disappear into the darkness ahead.
“Did anyone else see that?!” She squealed, stepping back into the rest of the group, her eyes wide.
Little did the group know that the shadows around them weren’t the shadows they were used to in their world. They were shadow creatures called spectres and they were very good at striking before you even had time to blink.

 	One of the spectres flew out from one of the dark trucks and sliced its claws across Strauss’s arm, leaving what looked like a large paper cut. Another one lunged forward, striking Sydney and knocking her backwards off her feet before disappearing again. Sydney yelped as she hit the ground, her head whipping around trying to spot the attacker.
“Are the shadows hurting us?” She stammered.

 	Yang watched the group from the shadows, her red eyes almost non-blinking as the darkness overtook the group. This was one of Jigsaw’s favourite tricks, sending the spectre after them right off the bat. Although the spectre’s weren’t strong enough to do more then leave a few cuts, they did strike fear into players since they aren’t easy to spot. She leaned back onto her back paws, trying to decide whether she should help the poor players or just let the spectre’s play it out, eventually getting bored and leaving. 

 	After one of the players was cut and another was knocked down Yang let out a sigh. They didn’t seem like they were having much luck with these things but even if she stepped forward they might run. Yang folded her ears back before finally making a decision. She crept along the ground until she was almost upon the group, spotting the shadowy figures of the spectres. Lunging forward, the white wolf landed in front of the group, facing the looming darkness, and bared her jagged fangs. She let out a low growl which turned into a snarl as she snapped at one of the moving shadows. Her long dragon type tail whipped back and forth as she challenged the weak creatures which soon let out a screech and disappeared. It wasn’t long before the forest opened up, allowing sunlight back through the dark branches. Yang took one glance at the group of players then bolted into the woods, not waiting for a not so warm greeting that she was used to having.