The Dead Forest

As they walked inside, waves of heat blew into their faces. It brought with it, a musty smell that creeped off the walls and into their noses. “Last chance to turn back,” Lily muttered under her breath. “Don’t you worry, Lily. I’ll protect you,” Clomtrop bravely proclaimed as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “I’ll be protecting you, is more like it,” Lily said as she pushed him into a tree.