We have made it across the road. We have arrived at the edge of the Mournlands.

We quickly become disoriented in the mists. We hear strange calls in the mists. Like backwards bird calls. DoctorCharles tells us this is not normal.

He suggests we try walking backwards. We try stuff (the horses refuse). We even try moonwalking.

We eventually follow the horses (they seems to know where they are going). They and the wagon go through a tree, but the tree hits DoctorCharles, slowly pushing him off.