Welcome to the infamous Treehouse of Doubt, where trees are the walls and confusion is the ceiling. Here, the air is thick with questions, and the only answer is more questions.
We're a haven for the perpetually perplexed, the eternally uncertain, and the forever bewildered. Our trees are adorned with signs of doubt, each one a reminder that, no, we're not really sure what's going on.
But if you do, just follow the signs. They're probably just as confused as you are.