“The inhabitants of the forts can be recognized by the way they refuse to turn their faces to the Forest, avert their eyes and never look into the depths. Gloomy trees, shading the ground with foliage, covered almost every inch of the continent. Fixed. Quiet. There were animals in the Forest, but researchers from the forts stated that there were no predators among them. Shadows, attracted by the spilled blood, reached them a long time ago. If you look closely at the Forest, it... retreats. The darkness disappears, the silence is replaced by the rustling of rodents in the fallen leaves. The Forescouts knew that they had to keep an eye on the Forest. The researchers were wrong. There is a predator in the Forest. And this is the Forest itself.”