The forests will darken your path with the most clustered leaves. Clouds will cloak the way with the thickest of fogs. Nature will weather our surfaces with bombarding storms and quakes. The environment, overall, will be hazardous and bleak. I can’t say the road will be an easy one, but trust me.. We’ll make it through. I promise.

Blazing clouds of red surround me, trailed by a blackened atmosphere. Such a thick fog obscures my vision, yet evokes some of the most convincing illusions. To my left, your cackling faces emit shrill laughter, triggering hatred far beyond my comprehension. To my right, you’re all unresponsive, immune to all actions.  I await the moment you and your recreant friends solidify; then you will know real torture.

I must say this is a great dash you got going here buddy. Jew my pail!