A SHADOWY DESCENT INTO BLINDS STRAND

The pale glow struggled to pierce the dense canopy overhead as I stepped deeper into Blinds Strand. Every creak of leaves sent a frisson down my spine, and the air hung heavy with the stale scent of decay. The path was barely discernible, a winding ribbon veiled by vines that clawed at my arms. I could feel gaze watching me from the shadows, their