You decide to travel down the lefthand path to see what is down there. After five minutes began to regret your decision to a degree. The smell alone did that to you.
As you ventured deeper down the path it became swampier. Swarms of mosquitoes trying to land on your neck and face to suck your blood, snakes hissing as you got too close for their comfort, and frogs croaking up their songs.
Yep. You were inside a marsh. The brackish water and awful swamp smell mentioned earlier was a good sign of that. Was there anything of notice here?
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