The black and brown thorns wrapped around the forest looked almost like teeth waiting to tear any living being drawing near.
Sharp shadows, darker than the deepest forest shrink about just out of sight while unseen dark spooky creatures with hollow bodies move branches, after seeing which one may swear that it was a place filled with ghosts and nefarious creatures.
The trees seem to close in, choking out the light and letting the fog roll around like the breath of a wriggling organism carrying countless maggots and dark small insect spirits.
The mist was greenish yellow at the periphery of the forest while at the centralmost part, it was as red as a blood mist with acidic properties that can erode your skin.
In the middle, the blood smog swirled like a hurricane around an altar made of decaying dark wood overlaid with the huge robust hard skeleton of some behemoth creature. In each of its four corners, the projection of horns up to 10 metres rose to the sky.
