A dark, damp forest. The smell of rich black earth, decaying vegetation and fungus reaches your nostrils. You're lost, but not scared. Somewhere nearby the autumn leaves rustle, and looking around, a faint shine catches your eyes. Focusing now, you can see it, a white ethereal shape slinking around the trees and leaving a trail of soft light. An indistinct being, canine, you automatically think, looks back at you. Its third eye examines you before you hear a soft whisper through the woods...

"Follow me...."