Krynn's Vanguard had defeated Malgorzeth, The Lord of Chains and returned back to the library which was empty, save for only themselves and the books. Outside, Looking East, Krynn's Vanguard could see all the people of Bastagaal in their grey robes, seemingly frozen in time. Looking west, the city was barren, not a soul to be seen. No matter where they went in the city, looking East was like walking through a picture, and looking West made the city a ghost-town.
After visiting the tavern, which was the same scene, the party reached the center of town as it started to split apart at the seams. Pieces fell and launched into the air creating a chaotic obstacle course to navigate as they had to make their way out of the town or be swallowed whole by whatever was destroying the city. Making it out, the city fell into the abyss...further into the Abyss maybe.
Making their way further away from the city, they encountered a forest whose trees seemed to be withered and carved out with what looked to be crude faces with gaping mouths and hollw eyes. The forest fell into an unnatural fog with specs of something white falling like snow that seemed to make the fog rise. Some creatures were seen out of the corners of the party's eyes but when they looked over, the creatures were gone. And the giggling that came with them was unsettling in of itself. After walking for a while, the party happened upon a large tree, 300 feet high and 100 feet across, with the same face-like features almost inviting them in. The party stepped through, only able to guess what was next