“Oh, hi! I’m the great witch Shelby! But you can just call me Shelby. Um, what are you doing here though? Most people are scared of the evermore, much too foggy for most. Are you lost?” Shelby asked with genuine concern, as she stared at you. Her boots decorated with dried mud, and her wand hanging out of her pocket, she seemed a bit unorganised, but how could you not be in a place like this?