In the realms of madness and the unknowable, the veils between worlds grow thin, and the Plane of Limbo beckons with an eldritch allure. To those daring enough to traverse its shadowy threshold, a foreboding sense of cosmic horror awaits, as if gazing upon the unfathomable depths of the void itself.
As you step through the ethereal mists, your senses are instantly assaulted by an overwhelming cacophony of sound. A symphony of discordant tones, unaligned and dissonant, resonates through every fiber of their being, threatening to shatter their very sanity. The very air seems to vibrate with unseen forces, distorting the laws of nature and rending reality asunder. Your eyes adjust to the swirling chaos of Limbo, revealing an ever-changing tapestry of color and form. Brilliant hues and twisted shapes coalesce and dissolve, a maddening kaleidoscope of the alien and the incomprehensible. The ground beneath their feet shifts like shifting sands, and gravity itself defies logic, pulling in impossible directions.
The boundaries between dreams and reality blur, and the very concept of self is consumed by the existential horror that pervades every inch of this plane. Time loses its meaning, stretching and folding like an accordion, as the you stumble upon phantasmagorical landscapes that defy comprehension .In this plane of entropy and madness, the very essence of existence trembles, and while you were once a sure-footed explorer find yourself instead adrift in an abyss of uncertainty. The forces that govern Limbo are beyond mortal reckoning, and any attempt to grasp its purpose or nature only leads to further despair.
Then you see a goose flying by, only to land next to the entrance, stretching its wings and honking a few times at you.
