[Well you aren't her first priority here, mister diner stalker, if you were she might be trying to pull a few more tricks. As of right now she's more interested in getting to the bottom of this than worrying about maybe being shot.

Eva stops abruptly when the crops end in an almost perfect circle around one of the oldest gnarliest looking trees she has ever seen. The ground around it has very obviously never been tilled and it is completely overgrown with wild grass and plants.

Well, dying grass and plants.

Closer to the tree the grass has been stamped down in a crude circle with bits of leftover trash around, empty bottles, cans, a jar of what might be paint, some chalk, and a dirty knife shoved into the base of the tree.

The amulet feels like it's on fire, this is the place.]

I think I'm here for this.

[She starts off again, picking up the ends of her skirt to wade her way through the weeds towards the tree.]