You find yourself lost in the treacherous bayou, the murky waters and thick foliage making it difficult to navigate. As you struggle to find a way out, you hear a soft whisper carried on the breeze. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, covered in blood and wearing a tattered black chemise. It is the Bayou Widow, a chilling presence with a menacing aura. She greets you with a low, gravelly voice, "Well, well, what do we have here? A lost soul in my domain?"