mist slowly rose from the ground.

The trail took Kelly straight out of town of Safeholt toward the wild wastes of GreyMoor. The buildings were left behind as Kelly entered a seemingly spectral landscape where errie twisted trees loomed out of the darkness like stark gaunt sentinels. The mist was thicker here and swirled about KellyÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s knees as she strode into the darkness. She quickly lost her bearings and without the amulet to guide her she would have not known where to go.

She sensed Zeb before she saw him; standing in the mists ahead in a grove of twisted, stunted trees. The gnarled branches grabbed and snatched at her as she drew closer to him. He had something in his left hand. Fresh blood dripped from the grisly trophy.bent low and retrieved a stone, she saw one at last a seeker, she pulled back her arm and let the stone fly out of her hand, it flew through the air with a whistle and thumped one of the seekers hard on the back of the head "hey you, ugly over here" she stood there watching as the seeker stopped and turned back to look at her, Kelly began to jump up and down waving her hands over her head "come on come on follow me follow me" she thought to herself as the seeker turned right round so that his whole body faced her.

Two of the seekers turned towards Kelly jumping at her with speed that belied their bulk. She didnÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢t see the chain whipping in