Look at the tree

The tree is so withered and dead-looking you're impressed it's still standing tall. Its bark is gnarled and dark and at this point is little more than a trunk with two branches sticking out, one on each side.

The leftmost branch has a long-abandoned bird's nest still balanced on its length. The branch on the right has a decayed yellow ribbon tied around it.

You stand in a clearing in the swamp. In the middle of the area stands a large and strangely pristine stump. Next to the rightmost path is a much more scrawny-looking tree than the others you've seen in the verdant swamp. On the leftmost edge of the area is a copse of bushes laden with small blue berries.

A keening howl echoes through the swamp and a shiver runs down your spine. You feel very exposed.