You've entered the domain of Foreboding Fears, where the very fabric of reality is twisted and distorted.
Here, the skies are perpetually shrouded in a sickly yellow haze, and the trees lean in as if to listen to your every thought.
The air is heavy with the stench of desperation, and the ground beneath your feet is treacherous and unsure.
You're not sure what's lurking in the shadows, but you suspect it's not a friendly face.
So, what brings you to this forsaken place?
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