Zoe’s POV

The soft rustle of leaves outside my window mingled with the fading twilight as I sat cross-legged on my bed, the weight of a mysterious warning settling over me. Suddenly, a voice, low and mystical, echoed from behind.

“Be careful when you’re in the woods, Zoe. The traps to capture you have been set.”

I turned, a mischievous grin tugging at my lips. “Sounds like they’re just waiting for me to run away from school ...