Trees are the only surroundings, forming a thick canopy overheard that nearly blocks out the sky. The pinpoints of light that manage to seep through cannot accurately relay the time of day.
The doorway that you stepped through is vanished, forcing your to question whether you even stepped through one at all.
And as the dust settles from your battle and your bearings return, you realize that your party of six is less by one, that the rogue Oriah Darksong has made not this journey, but likely another.
And somewhere, the Raven Queen waits with open arms...