I have taken to weaving a cloak for myself out of vines, to keep myself awake. It is surprisingly difficult to do, especially in the dark, though the light from the nightblossoms goes some way to help me. It is exactly the wrong kind of light for this purpose, though... A soft, cool, soothing pale blue glow in the hot, muggy night of the rainforest. I must find something better to keep my mind active, and soon... By my calculations, it should be somewhere close to three o'clock now, still far too early for the dawn...
I have become overly paranoid, tensing at every creak, and every new sound I hear. It takes a few moments of anxious waiting before I realise I can still hear the background noise of the rainforest, and I relax a bit. I can handle standard creature adversaries... But those demonic things from earlier give me the chills. Bane out.