After Natsumi had managed to contain her headache from the noise of the carnival, she left her shadowed corner for one of the attractions on the outer bounds. The first place she visited had many entrances but one exit: a cursed labyrinth with an ancient history.
 
"And the Fae Lord's wife still lurks within, eager to devour those unlucky enough to find her." An information guide had just finished explaining the landmark's story to Natsumi after she arrived.  The skeleton of a man had been one of the unfortunate victims that had first encountered the demonic woman within, and been lucky enough to escape with his soul. His story was a pitiful one, even if he seemed rather cheery in death.
 
'Perhaps this Carnival is actually therapeutic for the souls of the dead that remain?' thought the young druid as she stared at the grinning corpse before her. She was beginning to truly doubt that her Professor was in trouble, as every ghost she had seen that was also part of the carnival was happy. Yet her dreams persisted. By merely shutting her eyes tight, Natsumi was able to see the man she respected chained and immobilized. If he were absolutely in such a state, he was likely to be hidden somewhere like in a labyrinth.
 
This reasoning was why she chose to enter the maze first; or at least why she tried to enter it first. Miss Yamauchi did set foot in the entrance corridor, but she never got far before being forced out. Even the guide was perplexed when the guest he thought would soon be joining the caravan kept getting teleported out of the maze in humiliating ways.  Only when Natsumi ended up falling out of the sky onto her head did she finally give up.
 
"Oh I give up. This is more annoying than the nightmares I'm trying to fix." She was frustrated, not realizing that the teleportation effect was the result of a weak warding spell. Mr. White was definitely present at the carnival and had placed the ward on Natsumi the moment she entered the fairgrounds as a protective measure. Even with his powers as restrained as they were in death, he was still protecting his old student.
 
~Natsumi~ he projected weakly into the girl's head using his native, Wyllmochvarian tongue. ~Follow the spiders.~
 
'Spiders?' Brow furrowed with curiosity, Natsumi was sure she had heard her old mentor. Her suspicion of his presence increased, causing her to ask the nearby, skeletal guide about more attractions. "Mr. guide, is there a spider attraction here?"
 
"Ah, the venom collection challenge. Yes, head back to the main fairgrounds and climb the ropes to the web sky. You will find what you seek there."
 
"Thank you. I need to go find an old friend now."
 
Just like that, the girl of the wilds picked herself up and departed from the maze. She was close, but beginning to hesitate. She didn't find the idea of venom collection all that appetizing, after all. Such activities typically ended in death for those that attempted them without proper training; and Natsumi was one of those untrained individuals.