You try to take a nap.
Instead of sleep making you feel warm and comfortable, you feel damp
mist
caressing your skin. There are noises all around, but you can't tell
where
they're coming from or what could possibly be making them. A moldy
smell of
swampy things assaults your nose, then an obnoxious odor you don't
recognize
fills the air. You're fairly deep in the swirling mists and becoming
very
frightened, so you turn, searching for a way out, and you trip over a
large
tree root.
A glimmer of light winks from the base of the tree. You poke around
the
roots with your fingers, leaning one hand against the tree. Bending
down to
see what the light could be and where it's coming from, you suddenly
find
yourself tumbling headlong into the heart of the tree, and...
Nothing like Willow Glade has ever happened to you before, so you
think what
you are experiencing has to be a dream. You roll over, knowing you
will
wake up in the morning and everything will be back to normal.
