Birds are chirping outside on a sunny but brisk Sunday morning. Filtered through the window pane and shades it has an almost robotic tone Xander thinks to himself.

“Have they always sounded like that?” The question pops into his mind, but soon dissipates amidst the raging headache he finds himself woken up with.

“Uuuhhhhggg… What the fuck?!” He grumbles

What exactly happened last night? Wh...

“Ugh… This is horrible…” He grumbled to himself. How on earth did he get himself into this situation? All he wanted to do was spend a bit of his free time volunteering for a charitable organization and was even excited at the prospect to work with some kids, but he never imagined it would be like this.

He continued to clean up the mess on the floor and the stench of goblin blood was permeatin...

The fog was thick and there was an eerie absence of sound that they noticed more and more from the moment they entered. From the outside it looked like any other forest, but the moment they passed the threshold, nothing seemed right about it. The trees were almost unnaturally twisted as if some external force had exerted pressure on them. The bark gave everyone creepy pareidolia and disturbed f...