Aroma of Chaos

Upon trudging through a thick underbrush and making it into a clearing, you're hit with an unplaceable nostalgia.

A mix of floral scents, putrid decay, and something else entirely. The scent grows stronger with each step, and you feel as though the world around you is warping and twisting.

Overcome with a sense of [rainbow freq=0.3 sat=0.8 val=1]shifting chaos, you begin to lose your sense of self.