Ask the Feu Follet for help
It was then that you realized that these creatures weren't 'Feu
Follet' at all. These were the feared "Will-o-the-wisps",
that you had also read about. They fed off negative
emotions:fear,anger and jealousy.They had deliberatly lead you here to
feast upon your terror.
You try to think, but no answer comes. The hovering
"Will-o-the-wisps" draw closer, eager for your horror and
fear. At least, you think, I can deny them that. You force yourself to
relax, and to your surprise you find that you can float fairly
well.You take deep calming breaths, willing your heart to slow it's
frantic pace.
It's now, when you are composed, that your outstretched arm brushes a
trailing tree branch...
Your not sure by looking at it if it will hold your weight, you could
always try to swim to the side...
You look around wildly for the 'Feu Follet", thinking that
somehow it may be able to call for help, but there is no longer only
one of the shining orbs. There is four of them now, and they do not
express any agitation through mad colorful blinking. You slowly
realize that they are enjoying your terror. They pulse and swell,
growing slightly larger, hovering over you like vultures over a dying
beast.
