The forest seems to beckon you in, deeper...

You put one foot ahead of the other, walking deeper into the maze of trees. The earth beneath your feet gradually becomes uneven and difficult to traverse. Large roots jut up from the ground, spiraling along the path inconveniently. You struggle to make your way, but something new and unfamiliar within you urges you to onward.

The terrain is difficult, but you feel at peace. The forest around you seems comforting to you. You feel like you belong there. Something is watching over you. You get the sense that there's something interesting nearby...



You see a branch in the path. Which way shall you go?

Follow the comfortable path. The one that smells faintly of catnip and holiday cookies.

Follow the difficult path. The one that fills your stomach with anxiety.