Will-o'-the-wisps lead the way, while corpse parasites cling to their victims. Like the ghosts of the dead carrying lanterns through fields of bones, they lure intruders step by step toward the cursed forbidden ground: the Hundred Ghosts' Mound. The soil beneath the rotting leaves churns with a fetid stench. Hidden corpse parasites creep along damp trails, and at the slightest misstep they can slip through a gap in your clothes and cling to your skin, turning the living into Hosts as they writhe with an itch and pain that gnaw to the bone.
