Fierce Opponent

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Nidget was screaming all by himself in a middle of an empty hallway. I walked up and tapped him on the shoulder he was still screaming, which prompted me to slap him across the face hard. He shook himself looked at me astonished and then seemed to sit there in a stupor for a second.

"Are you still with me Nidget?" It seemed like a fair question from someone who looked like he was having some kind of mental breakdown.

"I swear I was being skinned alive, what happened Trezlan?"

"Other than a dream of mine not actually coming true, nothing Nidget, I fixed the issue we can go now." He got up still looked confused.

"You fixed the issue? Did you find my family still hear with the artifact or something?"

"Nope, they are probably long gone, if they were your family in the first place, you're far too trusting Nidget." Yes I admit telling Nidget he's too trusting after gettin conned by a cult is a bit hypocritical. But I'm a dick so its ok.

"So how did you stop the ghosts? Necromancy? Fire? Some ancient spell that will cost you down the road?" Nidget's suggestions spoke to him reading my journal a little too often for my tastes.

"I ignored them."

"What?"

"Yeah turns out the 'ghosts' weren't ghosts at all, nor were they related to the theft at all, apparently they were some kind of fear creatures, that got power from working on peoples fears, the more you were afraid, the stronger they got, and then they sucked your life out through your fear."

"Wow that's really weird."

"I know, so by ignoring them I did the opposite, they expended too much energy to try and kill me and ultimately died from the effort, I literally ignored them to death."

"This is like the best day ever for you isn't it?"

"Yes Nidget, yes it is." And so I defeated something by ignoring it, a strategy I've tried to apply to Nidget, Taxes, and laws for quite some time to little effect.