Hyperrealistic ancient oak tree in the heart of a dark, autumnal forest, its massive trunk hollowed out to form a twisted, natural cave. The entrance to the hollow is shaped like a gaping mouth, with sharp, splintered wood resembling jagged teeth. Inside, the hollow is lined with rough, bark- covered walls, oozing with a thick, amber sap that drips slowly onto the ground. The floor is littered with dried leaves and bones, remnants of creatures that sought shelter and never left. The air within is cold and damp, with the faint smell of decay, and the only light comes from the occasional flicker of fireflies, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The oak’s branches twist upwards, clawing at the sky, their leaves a deep, blood- red, rustling in the cold wind that seems to emanate from within the hollow itself