As she started her trek nothing of note happened, that is until she actually crossed the border of the Shadowland. As soon as she set foot on the gray sand Rauko was filled with a terrible feeling of wrongness. The brilliant colors she was used to seeing were muted, even her own clothing and skin were affected. The air itself also felt dead. Lastly, though she just realized it, the flow of energy she felt from the world was lessened.<br/><br/>That and all of a sudden everything was darker. There had been no clouds in the sky when she set out, but now the moon had been obscured by a large fog bank and it was getting harder and harder to see. Though the worst was the constant feeling that she wasn't quite alone out here and the nagging feeling that she was being watched. The feeling only got worse when she got closer to the area that she though she'd seen the figure near.<br/><br/>The infiltrator saw some divots that showed someone walking toward her camp. Though she found the end of the trail where the suddenly disappeared. There was no way for that to happen unless whoever it was started flying. Though that would leave other signs.<br/><br/>Then suddenly a high soprano voice called out from somewhere in the desert, "My, my. It seems like I've found a delicious looking little mousy. I wonder how much fun she'll be to play with. Hehehehe." The girl's voice had a strange tone to it. In any other scenario it would've sounded young and innocent, but not right now.