When the familiar glow disappeared and Arsil opened her eyes, she found herself standing in a familiar yet strange landscape.

A forest filled with overgrown plants, their roots and branches twisted and bent in grotesque directions, making it an eerie and unwelcoming place.

It was the narrow, elongated forest that surrounded Filthy Alley.

Was it really this easy to come back?

For the past five years, she had felt overwhelmed with how and when to find time to return, and now it all seemed foolish.

The ominous silence, with not even the sound of birds, pressed on her unease.