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
spirit
man
I am a lonely person. I find happiness in being depressed. I had a very bad childhood.
Who goes there? Are you here to torment me in my misery? no the path is narrow but i can fit The path? The path covered in rotten leaves? It feels my deflated spirit with the rich pain of the earth. It reminds me of my childhood... why When I was a child, I was constantly pushed down and kicked in the dirt. I am familiar with the scent of the dark forest's floor. mmmh continue  Why are you here spirit? stop Have you only come to bother me?  I am already surrounded by sorrow and haunted by an unfortunate past. What do you want?! am so sorry man for that Don't touch me, spirit. Tell me why you're here interrupting my wallowing through forest. sorry man dont do this am not here to harm you