"I never told you my name," Amalthia mumbled. Seeing all the confusion in a mass of little events going on on the cliff, she took her chance to slip away. She ran through the forest, soundless, but soon felt something like a chain tug her neck and choke her/. The "cain" pulled her so suddenly she fell over backward and tumbled a bit. She'd though the barrier was the limitation of her "haunting", but apparently that wasn't so; therefore, she surmised this tugging chain must be her haunting limit, unless if course ghosts weren't bound to one area to haunt and the wizard was keeping her prisoner. Uterly confused by her over thinking, she attempted to return to her lake, but the barrier blocked her from even going back in. Disgruntled, she sat down cross-legged and sighed, not sure what she wanted and utterly confused. Why can't i just be left alone? she thought to herself.