>"Well, maybe we'll get some water from from the mansion."
>Proceed.
> "That would be nice."
> You continue flying. Over time, the water appears to recede, and the tops of the trees now poke through the water. Or rather, you're ascending in elevation. Eventually, you fly to the sound of rustling leaves rather than waves. There is still water, of course, as you see when you pass over clearings, but the trees are only half-submerged now. In the distance, in the direction you're headed, you see a flash of light.
> As you glide on, you feel blood running from your wounds. Even though you're not in the water, you still feel wet.
> _