WARNING: hanging (I guess)
Your intentions of stumbling into the bare woods were soon regretted. They had warned you not to let you ignorance over me you, you were warned, and you chose to neglect it. Your imagination began taking over, you began seeing slim women hanging by their necks from the trees. You couldn't, wouldn't dare move, the sound of screaming static surrounded your ears and soon you felt a skull-crushing pressure rest on your head. You felt your skull, your brain, your life, slowly but surely being obliviated. Suddenly, you felt a jolt. Painful? Very. You realized you were being consumed, slowly, you realized this was a mistake. As you take your final breath, hearing your bones crack and snap like the twigs you brutally crushed on your way to your fate, you reached out, your hand phasing through the monster's teeth, you suddenly jolt from the rock infested soil. It wasn't the end, not yet. The tree women began to appear again, but this time you felt a slight nostalgia. This is your home now.
