On this Friday the 13th, we’ve brought you somewhere eerie. In Chapter Four, The Blot finds itself in the most unsettling of places, a vast and barren harbour of desolation.
No more strange bookshelf, no magic and reflective forest, no wide open road to anywhere. This time we’re nowhere, in the absence of life, in the dimming of the world.
Where are the green leaves? Where are the strange and new ideas? This is where the world went wrong.
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