Casius stares at the tree before him. "Well, father did say it was a tree with a green tree painted on. This must be it." He says, opening the portal and falling in. He lands in the soft snow, covering him head to toe with the freezing white softness. "What's this?" He questions, smelling the snow. "Snow." He hears a voice answer from behind. He screams, his body falling apart to hide himself.
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