you the viewer are walking down a hill filled with hybrids myths and animals. As the day grows darker more and more people leave until you are the only one left. You’re walking down a small hill as the moon shines down on the trees making them appear glowing as you look up at them admiring their beauty. Until you spot a dark spot on one of the trees leaf’s as you get closer to it, it looks like a tall figure with sharp teeth and claws communicating with owls by using sigh language.