*** Chapter 7: Why you shouldn't light a fire in the middle of the Wilderness***
Trance and her companions rose early to begin their journey into the wild. Although Molly and TG confided that they still had some doubts about Dylan, Trance believed that a servant of the Enemy would look fairer and feel fouler than he appeared to be. Dylan lead them through the wilderness, through woods and at one point a horrible place known as Midge Water Marsh. TG, Dylan, Harper, and Molly were viciously attacked by an onslaught of midges while Trance seemed strangely immune. "So why aren't these things going after you?", Harper asked, swatting another one. "Just lucky, I guess.", she answered. After several days of traveling the five companions arrived at the old watch tower of Amon Seul, known as Weathertop. There they made camp for the night. Dylan left the four friends to scout There they made camp for the night. Dylan left the four friends to scout out the area and Trance fell asleep. She awoke to her friends sitting around a blazing fire, cooking their supper. Horrified by their stupidity, she leapt to her feet exclaiming, "What are you doing?!" "Cooking supper.", Molly answered. "We saved some for you, Trance.", TG added. "Put it out! Are you crazy? Do you want them to find us?", Trance demanded, dousing the flames. Suddenly there was an unearthly screech nearby. Looking down the hill Trance could see five of the Nazgul rapidly approaching their position. "This way!', she called, leading her friends to the top of the ancient tower. They hurriedly moved around, searching for the best fighting positions and staying close together. They were all terrified, especially since none of them had ever been in a position where it was necessary for them to fight for their lives. The five Nazgul approached and easily disarmed TG, Harper, and Molly then turned their attention towards Trance. Overwhelmed by her fear, Trance wished she could simply vanish out of the situation. Desperately she pulled out the Ring and placed it on her finger. She was instantly transported into the world of the wraiths. They seemed to come more into focus, great terrible white shapes that were terrible to behold. One, the leader approached her and reached for the Ring. Filled with horror, Trance pulled her hand away and the Nazgul angrily stabbed her. Trance cried out in pain, yanking the Ring off at the same time Dylan arrived on the scene. Using his sword and a flaming torch he quickly chased the Nazgul away. "Dylan!", TG called kneeling beside Trance. "Help him!" Dylan picked up the knife that had stabbed Trance. The blade disintegrated in his hand. Eying the hilt with revulsion he told TG, "She's been stabbed by a Morgul blade. This is beyond my skill to heal. We must get her to Rivendell." Lowering his voice so that only trance could here him, he whispered. "Hang on."