Tommy’s heart raced as he stood atop the towering acktree, surrounded by an otherworldly forest. The leaves whispered secrets, and the air hummed with magic. The squirrel’s voice echoed in his mind, and he wondered if it was a friend or foe.
The Evil Wizard of the Woods revealed himself—a shadowy figure with eyes like swirling storms. His cloak billowed, and his gnarled staff crackled with energy. “Tommy G,” the wizard intoned, “you’ve entered my domain. Few mortals dare to climb the ocktree and reach this hidden realm.”
Tommy’s stomach growled, and he realized he hadn’t eaten since yesterday. “Who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice trembling.
“I am the keeper of this forest,” the wizard replied. “A place where reality bends, and time dances to its own tune. You see, Tommy, you’ve stumbled upon the Tree of Ascension. It connects worlds, and those who climb it seek answers or power.”
“But where is down?” Tommy blurted out, his fear then the noise came from a squirrel who said to tommy kindly about the cruel wizard waking up at dusk to turn people into fertilizer to make the trees grow tommy said about it what the squirrel had told him