You awaken from your sleep to see yourself surrounded by a thick fog. You hear a faint church bell ringing arithmetically in the distance. You then spot the silhouette of a woman in a thick long dress made of crow feathers. She seems to be even wearing a brim hat with chains dangling off the edge of it... All the while every new feature you can make out of her makes it more and more eerie.

Mother Morrigan: Humming a folk song from Drita.