Gurgle and echoing screams comes from that of the Dark Lake. Weary, the adventurers sleep, not caring which way their boat turns in the currents of the black.

They wake up to cough the smoke of the Demogorgon's destruction then drift right back to sleep to dreams of green grass.

Will these dreams be the only time they see that shade of green again?


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