Deep in the forest you stumble upon a clearing where a timber cottage stands humbly alone.
As you approach you notice the decaying wooden walls blistered with white mould.
Shrubs and weeds overgrown right up to the doorstep.
This is no-doubt, a home long abandoned.
You enter and find an old journal. Some pages torn and tattered.
It seems to be the writings of a researcher whom once lived here.
It describes his findings of a nearby bog and how it strangely calls to him.
As you flip through the pages the writing gets increasingly messy and chaotic.
Scrawled at the end are the words: BEWARE. BEWARE THE BLOG BOG BLORG.