Leave her there and continue through the grass
From Create Your Own Story
“Where… am I?” The resurrected woman's voice is weak. She is still getting her bearings, eyes blinking through the Serpent's slime. Unwilling to hang around answering any awkward questions, you march on without another word.
You make your way forward through the lengthening grass, wiping your sword as you go. The long grass gets taller and taller – the ground seems to slip away but the plants are just as tall. Soon you can no longer see the Wall above the nodding stems: a few paces later, you cannot see the way ahead at all.
Turning around, you see your path has closed up behind you, but there is no point turning back. Grass cannot hurt you. You push onwards. But which way?
Do you:
Cast a spell!
