Some inexplicable vines cling to the tree, making it look like it's covered in webs.
It clearly appears long dead, yet it exudes an eerie aura from everywhere.
Without much hesitation, Lance rushed up. The inclined trunk and those lumps made it much easier for him; stepping onto it was even easier than climbing a tree.
This distance meant nothing to him. In no time, he was up on the canopy, which, much to his astonishment, had a platform directly in the center wide enough to accommodate ten people, indicating just how thick it was.
The platform was filled with a heavy stench of rot, with bones visible everywhere, some of beasts, but more of humans.
Those on the perimeter, after exposure to the elements, had become brittle, easily crushed underfoot with a cracking sound.
Whether or not it alleviates stress, what lay ahead was still a scene more nauseating.
