An eerie baying is carried by the wind in the murky twilight. Scott runs through the spongy turf with a growing madness. A fog descends upon the night, and he screams in terror. A figure suddenly appears in the parting mists ahead. "I'd be screaming if I were you too," says the shrouded figure with a deep voice. "That baying you heard was the Cusith, the green haired hound. You have a slightly flabby chest, and the Cusith would mistake you for full-breasted woman. You see, he'd round you up and driveyou to a fairy mound to supply milk to fairy children."The baying echoes through the landscape again. "Well, have fun!" And with that the figure disappears.
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