As you trudge through the dense underbrush, the trees seem to close in on you, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching out to snatch at your clothes. You've been walking for hours, and the only thing that's keeping you going is the faint hope that you'll find the Exit sign.
Continue on to the depths of despair...Legend has it that the bartender is a wise and enigmatic figure, who will pour you a drink that will make you forget your troubles... for a few minutes, at least.
Seek out the Tavern of the Unwilling...