The path quickly narrows and darkens upon entering the forest.  Dense branches overhead block all but a few stray rays of sunshine.  Fallen leaves just beginning to rot blanket the forest floor, and every footstep kicks up a rich, loamy scent as fresh ground is unearthed.
Forest entrance, Forest
owl
spirit
I do not exist physically. I float around after death. I go to heaven after 40 days.
Owl can you find out how I died? I can look around the forest, but I need more information to help. Tell me what you remember about your past life. I don't remember anything I was hoping you could find out. Your form is very hazy. Do you remember if you are a man or woman? I don't know what's wrong with me! I know you're upset, but please calm down. I'm trying my best to help *Hoot hoot Thank you owl! My nose is picking up the scent of carrion in the air. I dread the thought of possibly finding your dead body.  I'm scared to see myself. The body is too decayed to get a good look, but it appears to be human. Could this be your final resting place? It definitely looks like me. I am finally at peace. I've talked to some of the other animals, and they say your death was purely accidental. 