Miss Pentagrast

The hairs on the back of Amelie's Neck rise perceptively, she is overcome with an overwhelming sense of dread, and being watched.

"There...there is something OUT there, WATCHING us...we..we are not alone...I feel, I feel like this whole cursed swamp means us harm...I don't know...I think...I think it would be best if we leave this place with all due haste."