Yes

Despite avoiding your previous finds, you don't feel as **** with this one. It's not food so it shouldn't matter what places it's been to before it found its way here.

You approach the ring and crouch before the mushrooms to see whatever that is better. Up-close, it looks like some kind of sand but you've never seen sand this colorful. There's also a lingering thought in the back of your mind that you shouldn't touch it. It makes no sense. Is it poisonous? You doubt it. It's just sand... Even the mushrooms that form the ring this time seem edible.

Sure that it must be your mind playing tricks on you, you take another step, entering the mushroom ring. At this point, the light becomes too intense to be looked at directly, your eyes squinting by themselves. On another note, the sand has become just that much more alluring. The light feels warm and inviting, covering you like a blanket and blocking the chilly evening air. With a gentle pull from the colors, your arm raises. Slowly, it inches towards the sand, your hand retracting all fingers but your index one. If feels as if there is another hand on top of yours, guiding every single action you take.

Just before you're able to poke the fluffy pile, the irky thought that called danger turns into a dreadful feeling. If you proceed any further, you may lose your life. Your senses snap back and you attempt to jump out of the ring, only to find out it has become something of a prison. The rays of light wrap tighter around your arm and dig in like a rope. Like the snake your mind warned of, it twists towards your throat, where it turns into a scarf that tightens by the minute.

In a panic, you drop your basket and grab hold of your trapped arm with your free one. Your heels dig into the soft soil, repeatedly taking steps backwards as the light pulls you closer. Regretful of ignoring your instincts, you rack your brain for any kind of solution, your mind being in turn invaded by only two simple thoughts who keep replaying.

Accept your fate or fight back.

Strangely enough, your instinct tells you there's a greater chance of coming out alive from stopping your struggles...