The rung bridge hangs fragile between two worlds—a rope connecting past and future. Each step sets it swaying, a faint creaking echoing through the air. Is it strong enough to carry you, or will it give way the moment you dare to step?

The abyss below whispers old stories as the wind gently tugs at the ropes. There is no turning back, only the way forward—step by step, rung by rung.

The brave move on, the hesitant waver. But only those who walk will discover what awaits on the other side.