Moments into their walks inside the accursed forest, Mel lost control over all of her senses. Her vision was the first to flee, then as fear gripped her heart, her mind, body, and eventually her consciousness died off one after the other. Thrown into a limbo–a cycle between death and purgatory, her eyes opened once more, but instead of flesh, she found herself to be made of roots and branches.
'W-what's happening?!' She wondered, her mind racing rampant.
Looking around despite lacking any eyes, she quickly realized her predicament but didn't remember how she got there. And with a blink, everything changed before her eyes again. Now being worked on by a sculptor, her body slowly came to be. Yet confined by her body of wood, she couldn't move a finger or speak.
