(Time-Stilled World, 46 Kilometers from Forest Entry, Leo's Team, Day 4)
Days and nights bled into one in the Time-Stilled World.
There was no visible sun, no moon, and there was no true change in brightness or rhythm between night and day.
The sky overhead hovered in a permanent twilight, never truly dark, never truly light, just a constant muted orange-gray, that modulated a couple tones at best throughout the day.
However, while the world's skyline was depressing on its own, inside the forest, things were even worse.
The forest canopy was so thick, it strangled what little ambient light made it through, as no matter the hour, it felt like the world had collapsed into darkness— and the only things that gave shape to it were the ghost-white bark of the trees and the faint green hue of their night vision goggles.
Everything looked the same. Everything felt the same. And slowly… It was driving Leo and company insane, as Patricia became the first to crack.
