Having gone through all that hell, you only thought about finally reaching the end, because with every step hope was like laughter to the entities here. Reaching the door with the skull, we carefully inserted the key, and the door opened. There was no light or what you expected, rather darkness, before you realized that the darkness was in your eyes. Opening your eyes, you found yourself in a dimly lit room with a single wardrobe and something resembling a huge seedling table. Opening the door, a sharp smell of rain and freshness hit your nose. Freedom - you thought, no - reality answered. Dark trees and bushes grow on the sides, the atmosphere is mystical. And yet, the feeling of something resembling the outside world still gave you strength to go further - or did you have no choice?

Opening the gates with a loud creak, your steps were only quiet slaps of mud on the sole. The atmosphere was not the most pleasant - you still constantly looked back and carefully watched the rare lanterns, although lightning strikes illuminated the space around. If it weren't for the silence of the forest and the thunder, you wouldn't have heard the distant sound of keys jingling. Moving forward, you saw a pair of glowing eyes, and then a tall creature with a scythe.

Hearing you, or rather, sensing you, he turned around, looking at you. Perhaps he was intelligent and aware of who you were, but the caution in his steps and his piercing gaze rather suggested that he was watching you. After a couple of quiet snorts, he turned away and began trimming the lawn with the scythe, ignoring you for a couple of seconds.