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He had been lost for ages when he spotted a small blue light. Could it be..? He had heard stories of little ghostly lights leading weary travelers astray, but surely those were just that - stories.
As he walked towards the light he heard a soft, tinkling giggle. He felt uneasy, but what choice did he have? He had been wandering these woods for hours. "Hey!", he called out. More laughter. The little light bobbed away. He cursed himself for a fool, but went after it.
After a while, the light stopped moving forward and let him catch up. As he stood there, panting, he saw a small, eerie-looking, glowing, child-like figure peeking at him from behind a tree. "I brought you home!", she squeaked, with a shy little smile. "Wh... what...?", he stammered, "but I don't... this is not my house."
She nodded. "You will like your new home!"