Tylers POV
As the creaking door sealed our fate in the shadowy unknown, the air turned heavy with anticipation. The only certainty – there was no turning back. It was now us versus the mysteries concealed within the ethereal grove.
I surveyed our surroundings, and a sarcastic comment danced on the tip of my tongue. "Well, this is cozy. Anyone else getting 'trapped in a mystical forest' vibes?"
Jackson, the ever-cautious one, responded, "Something tells me this is more than just a stroll through the woods."
Silence lingered, a tacit acknowledgment that we were voyaging into a realm where rules were mere suggestions.
Then, Jackson stepped on a twig, and the grove came alive. The first arrow materialized from the shadows, a silent threat aimed at my heart. In a flash, Luke's supernatural
