The forest looks rotten and decaying. Everything is infested with fungi. They proliferate like ulcers in every nook and cranny. The trees disguise their ugliness with dense foliage. No light reaches my steps. Who knows what lurks in the shadows. I don't stay to find out. I have to keep going. I have a destination.

I followed a scent here. It's familiar to me, but I don't know why. I don't remember it.

At some point I come to a clearing and there I find - a larva.

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The larva is lying in the grass as if it were sleeping. I don't know what it is. There was no such creature in the records.

Suddenly the larva moves. Its tentacles writhe. The blades press down. It's as if it knows that I'm here.

The larva turns around and sees me standing between the trees. It has no eyes, but I know that it can see me watching it.

The larva wants to come to me and it will come to me. It heads towards me and leaves behind it a path of colored light.

The scent is its and it gets stronger the closer it gets. I don't wait until it's with me. I have to