C172 The Trap Unfolds

She nodded, her eyes extensive with fear. “What is it?”

“I don’t understand, but we need to follow it,” I said, my heart pounding.

We accompanied the sound, each step full of trepidation. The whisper grew louder, and shortly we found ourselves at the threshold of a clearing. In the middle stood a vintage, gnarled tree, its branches twisted and menacing.

“This tree… it’s no longer regular