Wildwood: The veins of the earth
The ground beneath their feet pulsed with unnatural life, roots snaking toward them.
“Clara!” Emily’s voice broke through her trance as a root lashed out, sharp and swift.
Clara barely dodged, stumbling backward, heart pounding. The forest was alive, and it was hostile.
Emily moved beside her, drawing on the power of the Seed. A glowing aura flickered around her, warm and fierce, pushing back the grasping roots.
The spirits screamed—an anguished, bone-chilling sound that echoed through the clearing. Their forms began to solidify, revealing glimpses of the people they once were—patients, doctors, souls trapped in the horror of the hospital and the forest’s curse.
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