You wake up, your senses slowly coming to life. As your eyes flutter open, you find yourself in a place that feels immediately unsettling. The air around you is heavy and oppressive, causing a chill to crawl up your spine. It's as if the very atmosphere itself carries a malevolent presence.
You sit up, your body feeling sluggish and weak. The ground beneath you is cold and unforgiving, sending a shiver through your body. As you look around, the landscape stretches out before you, a nightmarish tableau that defies comprehension. The twisted monoliths and jagged rocks jut out from the ground like the gnarled fingers of a maleficent entity.
As you gingerly stand up, you notice an overwhelming sense of fatigue weighing you down. It's as if the curse-infested ground saps away your strength with every step. Your movements feel sluggish and uncoordinated, as though the very essence of this domain seeks to hinder your every action. What manages to catch your attention though — it’s a voice, a voice that manages to pierce in your eardrums and echo in your head. “Interesting…”