The Curse of Strahd
Towering Trees, whose tops are lost in heavy gray mist, block out all but a death-gray light. The tree trunks are unnaturally close to one another, and the woods have the silence of a forgotten grave, yet exude the feeling of an unvoiced scream.
Characters caught the scent of death on the air, the foul scent leading to a human corpse half buried in the underbrush about fifteen feet from the road. The man clutches a crumpled envelope in his hand.