[The edges of the Silent Forest sway slightly in the breeze. Everything still looks dead, as always - branches with wilted black leaves, scraggly bushes, skeletal undergrowth. And yet... it looks too dense, unnatural. A real dead forest would have started to rot away long before now, left behind just bare tree trunks. The Silent Forest, as always, plays its very own game.]
[Only... it seems to shiver with a little more energy than before, if Greed's been here anytime the past year.]
[There's no sign of Stocke at the entrance. 'it won't let me out'...]
-> action!
[Only... it seems to shiver with a little more energy than before, if Greed's been here anytime the past year.]
[There's no sign of Stocke at the entrance. 'it won't let me out'...]
[You sure you wanna go in there, Greed?]