Inside the dense forest, Princess Olivia ran, contemplating her life. After hours of wandering, panting and breathless, she found herself lost with no way out.
"What should I do? This forest seems endless," she sighed, taking a deep breath, desperately trying to figure out an escape.
"If I stay here any longer, real beasts might come, and I could be devoured by them," she mumbled, anxiety mounting as she ran, determined to get away.
The night was closing in, the moon overhead, yet there was no clear path for her escape.
"Is anyone here?"
"Can you hear me? If anyone can hear me, please respond!"
Repeated calls went unanswered, and her breaths grew louder in the overwhelming silence. Suddenly, she heard something moving beside her.
"What is it? Another beast?" she wondered, panic rising.
She moved cautiously, holding a wooden stick defensively, shouting, "Show yourself!"