Part 8: The Bog • • • The vegetation starts to get taller and thicker until I find myself in a boggy terrain. My feet start to sink into the ground as I walk. The air starts to get thick and I can see a light fog forming on the floor. I keep on walking. It feels like I’m being watched. Every time I look over my shoulder, nothing is there. I can’t shake this feeling as if this swamp is alive. I can feel the trees breathing around me. Everything is swaying and I’m not sure if I’m walking or standing still. The air in this place seems to be affecting me, bright lights and whooshing noises engulf my brain as I fall to the floor. I look to the side a see a mushroom staring back at me with one big eye. It reaches out its vines and pulls me in closer. My whole world starts spinning rapidly and I can start to hear a loud buzz. The effects start to increase until everything stops. Absolute silence, I can see nothing but black.
