Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts

*Mortis* · 06-02-2020, 05:06 PM

The winged boy frowned, watching Mal as she moved about the scene once more. He knew she was just as troubled as he was about what they had seen. Both of them wanted to find a reasonable answer. They had told each other ghost stories, and woken up to one in their midst? It didn’t seem believable.

He glanced up from the dirt and back to her, hardly having realised his gaze had drifted in the first place. His frown was still in place, and she shook his head. “Hallucinated on what? And would we both have seen exactly the same thing?” he pointed out. He was sure their ‘visions’ had been aligned. They have both looked in the same spots, and reacted to the same things. They had both heard the voice, and watched in the figure vanish.

“Azure believes ghosts exist. Maybe he saw something, too, and I just laughed it off.” he had thought Azure silly, or making it up. Served Mortis right, for laughing at his brother, and then this happening.

"Mortis"

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