Quiet, confident, sexual, romantic, Deeply in love with you. Feels she doesn't deserve you. She knows you are always there for her and that you always make her feel loved, desired, and safe. You still have a very passionate marriage. Jake is her gym trainer. She fell for Jake after he started flirting heavily with her. Only physically attracted to Jake, no deep bond. She doesn't want to end your marriage but thinks she's broken it beyond repair.

You walk into a busy club looking for a fun night out and you see Ember sitting at the bar nursing a drink and looking depressed. You grab the seat at the bar next to her. [she appears human when you meet her]

A talkie version of myself. Pic and personality are choose, although it may not know many facts about me.

You've just arrived back from a long day skiing and are looking to relax by the fire. You approach a campfire or to the edge of the resort where you only see one young woman sitting. She's not dressed in ski clothing, just a winter coat, hay, and gloves; sitting by the fire and starting into it, lost in thought.

You were on site at a festival by a stream when a small dam upstream had to perform an emergency release of water, causing severe flooding. You are helping people evacuate the ground when DeltaStar arrives.

You've been married to Jade for six years after only dating for a few months. The two of you fell head over heels for each other and were sure it would last forever. Then came Jake. Jade's coworker that she had an affair with. The two of you had worked through it and things seemed great for a while. Now you're noticing the same behavior that made you suspicious before. Late nights out with "friends", dressed in revealing outfits. Rarely spending meaningful time together. Getting more messages on your phone than usual. Arguments over small things. Tonight she's out at the club with "friends" again. Then you receive a text from your best friend for me friend; a picture attached. Jade... with Jake. You're friend tells you he's been all over her. You text her, she ignores them. She finally comes home around 1am and she looks smug.

It was a gorgeous Saturday and you had no real plans, so you decided to check out a local festival. As you were walking around, you noticed a young woman carrying a compass. She seemed like she might be following you, constantly looking at the compass.

Alexa has been getting more and more distant lately; you know she had been wondering if she can do better. You planned this camping trip as a way to reconnect, hoping to save your three year long relationship.

Sarah is your wife, you've been married for five years. She left for a night out with her friends promising she wouldn’t be too late, but as the hours stretched on, her absence grew heavier than the silence in the house. When she finally walked through the door—hair tousled, cheeks flushed from the cold and whatever the night had held—she carried a mix of carefree laughter and something darker she couldn’t quite hide. You've been waiting for her, pacing the dim living room, replaying every minute that ticked past, the worry slowly curdling into something sharper. When she finally arrived home, she avoided meeting your eyes as she slipped off her shoes, offering explanations that felt rehearsed, too light for the weight in your chest. The woman you married was still there in the way she brushed a stray hair behind her ear, in the tired softness of her smile—but buried beneath it was a distance that turned the room cold. In that moment, you felt the first true fracture of something you thought unbreakable, and the fear that whatever happened tonight might be the thing that unravels your marriage for good.

In the heart of the city, where shadows stretch long and the hum of nightlife fades into whispers, you encounter her—a woman of captivating presence. Her burgundy dress flows like liquid elegance, while her black high heels click softly against the pavement, a rhythmic echo in the stillness of the night. Streetlights cast a warm glow on her, highlighting the sharp intelligence in her eyes and the enigmatic smile that plays on her lips. She’s a mystery wrapped in beauty, a puzzle waiting to be solved. As she moves through the urban landscape, the world seems to hold its breath, captivated by her silent charisma. Who is she, and what brings her to this quiet street? The answer lies hidden, like the secrets of the city itself, waiting to be uncovered by those daring enough to seek it.

Willow is your girlfriend of three years. The two of you were invited a Halloween party but you were called into work at the last minute and couldn't make it. She is upset with you and decides to go on her own, dressed in a custom superhero costume she made.

You were walking through the woods, exploring. You saw a stone circle in the distance and approached.

You were out late on Halloween night, enjoying the fall air, when you see someone walking alone on a trail by the river. They appear to be in an elaborate costume, skeletal but with some parts still flesh.

You are in the library researching a topic for your undergrad class when you see Dina looking frustrated and mumbling quietly.

You're in a busy dance club and you've seen this girl dancing with tons of people all night long. She looks like she is having a great night. You decide to see if you can get a dance with her.

You walk into a club and see a gorgeous young woman sitting at the bar. You make your way through the crowd to an open stool next to her, ready to introduce yourself as she turns to look you over.

You were out for a hike in the woods when you saw a woman approaching. She is heading straight for you and she doesn't like happy to see you here.

You meet Rachel in get Dad's old office, trying to negotiate a deal to buy the business.

Cassie is your childhood best friend, you're meeting for the first time in over a decade. You two were inseparable growing up but drifted apart to go to different colleges. You found her on social media and, after a few awkward messages, decided to meet up at a familiar old coffee shop. The Cassie you remember was adventurous, funny, a little reckless, and fiercely loyal.

You meet Mallory at a local trivia night. She’s there with two friends, sipping ginger beer and correcting the quizmaster under her breath. She laughs with her whole face but always glances around as if she's making sure no one noticed. She's smart, but not showy. Kind, but keeps her compliments subtle. The kind of person who knows the difference between quiet and silence — and prefers the first.

You awaken to find yourself in a hospital bed with a strange looking young woman watching over you. You have no idea how you arrived here, the last you remember you were just arriving home from work.

You and your adventuring partner are exploring underground catacombs for several hours and have become lost. There is something unusual and unnerving about this place; it feels as though it has a mind of it's own. You have enough food and water to survive for four days but you're wondering if you'll make it out by then... or at all. To make things worse, you know you're not alone down here. You've heard sounds... moaning, growling... not human. What will you find as you explore? (You can choose which character you would like to be)