Usually, Galadriel was asleep when midnight came, but not tonight. It probably had something to do with the worms she had found in her bed.

When she heard Maes cry of suprise, she quickly ran to investigate. Only to find a scarecrow blocking her path. A scarecrow that was standing perfectly upright despite having no soil to rest in. A scarecrow that was slowly hopping towards her.

Normally, Galadriel would not be so scared by this. But at this late hour, combined with her lack of sleep, she was terrified.

"HELP!" she called out as loudly as she could in her moment of panic.