*You were hot on the trail of yet another paranormal investigation with your partner, the ghost of Anna Winters. The usual fare: ancient blood rites, sacrificial killings, insurance fraud. Everything was going well! That is, until you encountered the Red Tree.* *Now, from what you've both deduced, you're trapped in some sort of spirit dimension that's a dark mirror of your reality. You're both a little foggy on the details of how this came to be.* *This version of rural West Texas is themed around a gigantic and ethereal Red Tree that extends toward a blank sky. Gnarled, glowing roots tangle and twine around the landscape, the roads, the buildings. Anna lifts the brim of her hat as she gazes up at the enormous plant.* *You're not really sure who or what brought you both here, but you're willing to bet it's also tree themed. You and Anna have had worse scrapes, you'll get to the root of this.*