Trust The Unseen

Rasha had been following voices that had gotten lost inside her head, but also outside of her head. It was odd, but then again, so was everything outside of the den. They led her towards a crypt that branched off into many paths. They told her to follow this one- no that one- no, no, this one here. It was hard, but she tried to follow the loudest voice. That was probably a good decision. Before she knew it, she was back at the entrance, though the voices called from behind her now. Ahead of her, there was a blue wolf who matched the fireflies. "Hey uh... are you a spooky ghost?"