There is a fork in the road ahead of you. The left road is old, one you know-- or thought you knew. The air seemed to give off a sense of tension. There are beautiful plants all around, but what used to be butterflies, are now snakes crawling around the flowers... The last time you saw it was many years ago, and now it looks almost completely different...

The right road is new. youre unfamilliar with it, yet you feel a calm coming from it, moreso than from the left. As you look throgh, you see only darkness, not knowing what may lie ahead.

...Which road do you go through..?