You follow the figure at a distance, wondering if this is all some strange, elaborate prank. Or could you be imagining everything? Has the combination of your great-aunt's letter and your time in these spooky woods led you to... what? Are you seriously considering that you're actually trailing the ghost of your own grandfather?

For a moment, you lose sight of the mysterious man and despite your doubts and misgivings, you quicken your pace. You stumble along for several minutes, using only the light of the moon to assist you.

Suddenly, just ahead, he appears again, right off the path. With a gasp, you realize he's looking in your direction!

Framed by an eerie blue light, you can see he's definitely holding a bag of some type. This must be your grandfather! What other explanation could there be? You duck quickly behind a tall oak tree, hoping you weren't seen. Your heart is thundering in your chest and you struggle to control the sound of your heavy breathing. A glance at your phone reveals a blank screen. The battery has finally died and you shove the now useless device into your pocket. You have no light and you can't call for help, if you could even pick up a signal. Now what?

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Wait a few moments and then check to see if the ghostly form is still there. 

Or...

That's it. No more of this nonsense! Whatever is really going on here, you've had enough. Not even caring if he can hear or see you, you hurry away as fast as you can with only the dim light from above to illuminate your way. You're done and ready to go home.