The Beginning of the Beyond

The maroon moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie light. The air, usually filled with the comforting sounds of the forest, was now alive with the strange whines of creatures. Beside the crackling fire, your mentor cooked cod, but a familiar, unsettling feeling stirred within you – eagerness, longing, curiosity, all mingled together.
You awoke later under the dark crescent moon to find your mentor gone. His mat was stained with blood, prints pressed into the dirt. Fear, sharp and cold, gripped you. You were alone.
Running blindly through the rain-pattered trail, you heard a voice whisper, "Do not fear... You are free." It guided you back to the colossal manor, its doors now strangely open. Drawn by the voice, you stepped inside, entering a darkened hallway that faded into an unknown light, marking the beginning of a path you hadn't chosen, yet felt compelled to follow.
