Marshlord

It is written in several hands that the marsh beyond the old track should not be entered, especially after nightfall. The ground there is wet and foul, and bones lie upon it, some plainly human, with no sign that they were ever laid to rest. Lights are seen moving low over the water in the dark hours. They drift slowly and seem to wait. Those who have watched them report hearing voices—not loud, but close—and sometimes a name spoken as if it were already known. The thing that causes this is seldom seen, and then only as a dark shape hung about with bones, its eyes bright in an unhealthy way. Nothing is recorded of its purpose, except that the lights return, and that those who go to look too closely are not always found again.