You are coming to the realization...

that this place has filled you with confusion and a bit of dread. The slumbering mystery behind the bushes has turned your resolve to steam so you decide to escape down the road. The moon crests the mountains and illuminates the scenery, turning the road to a milky complexion. the dark shapes along the roadside become bushes slightly rocking and rustling in the breeze.

You soon come to a fork. At the crossroad sits a stone under a tree. The left fork of the road leads through a small valley of shadows and towards the heat of the volcano. the right fork winds slightly downwards and disappears between taller and darker trees. In that direction far off, you can hear the devil's tattoo of clinking glass.

do you:
-Inspect the stone
-take the left fork
-take the right fork

or do you:
-Return to the previous spot