MAYA'S POV

The place reeks of rotten teeth and decayed meat, but that’s the least of my problems right now.

Directly opposite us is something that looks like a house, but that can’t be a house in a forest, in the middle of no civilization. I tilt my head to the side for a better view.

It's a combination of many dead tree trunks fixed together and has somehow been composed into a house. It’s long, about the size of a five-story building, and really wide.

There are ...