The forest

You are at a loss for words. You can't believe it. In front of you is a real forest.

The room, no. The hall, no. The stadium is about 30 meters high, with the tallest trees around 20 meters. There seem to be lights on the ceiling to mimic the sun. But it seems to be early in the morning or night right now.

A cold breeze brushes your skin. Fans? You don't see any, but they must be here somewhere. A cobbled path and shimmering green lamps mark your way.

You can't see the end. The trees are too dense.

Once you got yourself together and can close your mouth again, you take the first step into the forest and follow the path, eager to see what awaits you here.