"We went to the white lake on the east side, then entered the mountains, and things were strange there."
"Strange in what way?"
"The stones were strange, the trees were strange." Murphy cocked his head and thought for a moment before saying, "From a distance, the stones looked like human figures, but up close, they didn't; there were some strange markings on the stones, like horse hoof prints and slashes from swords."
This information obviously was not the cause of the Yin energy they were uncomfortable with, and you nodded, "What about the trees? What was strange about them?"
As soon as the trees were mentioned, Frank's face changed immediately, and he stood up tensely, flailing his arms in an attempt to express something: "Those trees are alive, those trees are alive!"
