With a squawk and a puff of smoke, the raven turns into a haggard human woman.

It was the Bog Witch all along!

"You may have bested me this time, but soon I'll have your credit score in a little trinket that I'll wear around my neck!"

She gets on her broom and flies away.

Weird. Anyway, time to keep going.

Head deeper into the bayou, brushing aside the reeds and creeper plants.