A SHADOWY DESCENT INTO BLINDS STRAND

The pale glow struggled to pierce the chilling canopy overhead as I trudged deeper into Blinds Strand. Every snap of leaves sent a chill down my spine, and the air hung heavy with the stale scent of decay. The path was barely discernible, a winding ribbon veiled by vines that clawed at my legs. I could feel eyes watching me from the shadows, their