The leafless trees dotted the landscape as the young boy awakes from his slumber. His gaze upon the vast forest with nothing but trees bearing no color or any sense that they are still living. The air felt cold and dreary as the only songs were sung by the crows as they searched for food. The boy slowly rises to his feet as he begins to explore this unfamiliar space. A sheet of fog could be seen between the trees, the young boy drawing nearer to the mist. The ground was covered with fallen leaves causing each of the boys steps to be easily heard with the crunching of the dead leaves and fallen branches. The boy felt as if the land was death itself. That the moment he walked into the mist, he would be judged. He could be sent to paradise or to eternal suffering.