- down mappleberry lane,

Down Mappleberry Lane with a couple of humble cottages is a park. A fittingly olden day themed park with a crumbling merry go 'round and a swing set, a rusty old slide and love seat under a very old, wilting tree. No humans ever go far into this park; sometimes a daredevil teen or two will venture into it over a dare, but they'll never go further than the old tree. For beyond it is the rest of the old, wilting trees, all lined up in an eerily unpleasant border which leads into the unknown of a terrifying looking forest. This is the borderline to the Otherworld.