Playing With Headphones

Post Author: Sasha Geffen

The first thing you hear when you stray from the path is a woman’s voice, distant and serene, repeating a simple melodic phrase. You’re alone in the woods, and eventually the path dissolves behind you, stranding you in a forest that loops back on itself forever. The music changes depending on the direction you take, the flowers you pick, the discarded objects you collect. Soon, you realize you’re not alone in the woods at all. You hear a growl, and, if you choose, you can follow it. A single low piano note blares as you approach your wolf.