You can hear the frogs chirping, and the swamp gurgling and if you listen close, it sounds almost like you can hear screaming, but then again, that may be your imagination getting the better of you.Small whispers that stop as quickly as they start, almost as if it were the wind warning you to go back
You can swear the ground is moving underneath you, your small boat swaying haphazardly as you cringe away from the suspicious looking plants that may or may not eat you alive.
It smells horrible, like something died but never quite decomposed because of the mud, adding an earthy smell to it all
And slowly, your shitty little boat pushes past a small sand bar, into another stream where the fog clears, and you see it. that hut. small bones fashioned into wind chimes rattles, the moss covers the roof, draping over the edges, while algae creeps up the posts steadying the whole structure
Small bubbles surface, it's like something is follow you. The water seems to be darkening as you near the hut an acrid smell fills your nose and your boat sways.
Large fins jump up from the water, surrounding you.
A hissing comes from the trees, trapping you in. When did those trees even get there?
The house seems to grow smaller as the thick fog settles in.
And suddenly, everything gets hot, real hot. Like the sun had been shining on you the whole time, you feel dizzy and sick, but you know better than to drink the water,. You really should’ve brought more with you.
You can hardly see your hand in front of your face. A small splash is heard, a thump on the boat. The ripple of water clear.
The fog is so thick now you feel as though you could reach out and grab it. Everything is white.
You're right back where you started. Water replenished, no fog, just a sunny mudhole right before you go Too Deep into the swamp.
No one knows how it happens, but it’s creepy enough that people talk.
That you always come out with the warning; never go alone; never go in without various offerings
You feel like you're missing something. It’s dismissed. You could have sworn someone was with you, but it blows away with the summer breeze. You would have remembered anyone else, right?
After such a strange experience all you need is a nap, a nice long nap. Maybe a hot bath first and some tea
Then you'll remember everything, or at least that’s what your mum always told you growing up.
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