Deep in the ancient Forest of Dean, where mists linger long after morning and silence hums with secrets, lies a woodland so enchanting it feels like it was grown straight from the pages of a fairytale. Welcome to Puzzlewood — 14 acres of moss-covered magic, gnarled trees, and winding pathways that have stirred the imagination of filmmakers, writers, and wanderers for centuries.

You don’t just arrive at the Zone of Silence. You’re led there—by curiosity, by rumor, or by something stranger. The last gas station fades behind you. The road turns to dirt. Your phone goes silent. Then, somewhere between the dust and the heat haze, you realize you’ve entered a place that doesn’t care much for the laws of physics.