Chapter 381 — A Little Sister.
It was pure instinct that made us turn on our feet. My hand naturally lowered, folding in the way the mister had taught me to ask for help if needed.
Nothing had happened to make us this alarmed. And yet... it felt correct. It made sense to me... just like walking with my apartment’s keys in my hand while walking at night in the streets of my neighbourhood did back in the day.
It was a controlled nervousness that was also aided by my hand that held onto my pretty tear.
Somehow, as if it was the obvious, I had adopted this stance as I walked where I held my wrist; sure that what the Spirit in the forest had told me was true... That the pretty tear would protect me if I found myself in danger.
’Why the hell is no one around? I’m sure I saw a few people before.’
I was starting to feel lost now. The tents were familiar and yet I couldn’t really tell where I was at the moment.
Maybe the panic was starting to confuse my senses without me noticing. But I took a deep breath... Lifting my hands to my chest to embrace the treasure from Calla decorating my wrist as a way to find some kind of reassurance.
’Pretty tear... if this is as bad a situation as I feel it is... I’m counting on you.’ — I told to it, keeping it as close as I could while my eyes looked around, certain that something was following me.
’I hope it’s not the creepy festival kid... could it be Paul?... Then again I think I prefer the murderous kid though.’
The funny thought didn’t help either me or Marianne to calm down.
I wasn’t sure of where to go since the place didn’t seem like one I’d been before... Hence, I stayed there. Standing and observing my surroundings at a place where a few steps to the right had the small forest ahead.
’I know I shouldn’t go that way at the very least...’ — I thought as I looked with distrust at the path in between the trees.