The Left-Left Road

Walking further into the left side of the forest, the trees itself seem to emit an aura of dreadfulness. The path has become almost entirely mud, with some deep looking holes in it. The bushes and trees no longer have any leaves or flowers, all vegetation looks dead. The whole area has a dull, grey, and gloomy aura about it. Following the path, you see it leads to a small town. The town itself matches the path and its surroundings. Whatever vegetation there is, is dead. The houses and other buildings have all fallen into ruin and there are dark clouds blocking the sun. When you do come across an inhabitant of the town, they look on the verge of death as well. Clothing so ragged it is almost unworthy of being called clothing, the person  barely skin over bones. Walking around town, you realize this is where you will have to spend the rest of your life. By the looks of it, that will luckily not be long at all. You sit down on a bench that has not fallen apart yet and surrender to the sadness around you.