But to her astonishment, when she reached the oak tree, there was no sign of Korim. Confusion gave way to a growing sense of unease. This was the first time that Silvia's intuition had faltered, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety.
Silvia's thoughts raced, and a sense of urgency began to gnaw at her. The forest was vast, and time was slipping away. If she couldn't find Korim before sunset, she would lose the game, a prospect that filled her with a unique sense of dread. She had always been the one who knew, the one who could anticipate the moves of her friends. This deviation from her usual success weighed heavily on her.The children, scattered throughout the woods, concealed themselves in the most imaginative of places. Some clung to the branches of trees, blending into the
