Mizuki raises her head and sees a wooden signboard, each labelled with engravings in the wood. She approaches it, squinting her eyes so she can see them.
One side leads to a swamp, and the other leads to an open area. Mizuki takes a wild guess and heads left, knowing any amount of effort wouldn't help with her vision. She rubs her arms as she shudders from the sudden coldness.
"What's up with the wind?" she questions, wondering why it's so cold when it was so… empty only a few moments ago.
Mizuki, however, decides she must continue forward. All around her, she catches sight of countless little things scurrying amongst the foliage, some perched on the branches whilst watching her with luminescent eyes while others dare come a little closer.
Mizuki catches a putrid smell wafting in the air, the smell of piled trash and decomposition. She ventures forward with caution, careful to not make a wrong step.
