Wheel & ZDepthWitch
Wheel Wheel
ZDepthWitch ZDepthWitch
Wheel Wheel
Hey, I heard there's a road that cuts straight through a forest that locals say is haunted by a lost carnival—thought we could hit it up and see what stories it has to tell.
ZDepthWitch ZDepthWitch
That road sounds like a perfect plot device—just the kind of precise setting I love. But if we go, we’ll need a plan that keeps the shadows in line, not just a wild, frantic romp. The carnival ghosts probably care about order more than chaos. So bring a flashlight, a notebook, and make sure every detail is documented before you step into the woods.
Wheel Wheel
Got it, buddy, flashlight, notebook, and a tight plan. We'll light up those shadows and keep the ghosts in check. Road's waiting—let's hit it.
ZDepthWitch ZDepthWitch
Just remember, every flicker should be intentional, not a stray spark. The shadows are my stage—let them perform in precise order. I'll note every sigh of the wind and each ghostly pause. Ready when you are.