When Anne got outside she continued walking until she was at the edge of the woods. She wasn't sure what her goal was, but she just kept on going. She walked right into the woods, not caring. How could someone, who she barely knew her, be so cruel? When Anne came to a clearing she decided to sit down. She wished she had her sketchbook to help her keep her memories of new places with her now. So she found a stick and started drawing in the grass instead.
When Anne was calm enough and done drawing, she got up and turned around to see Damon standing there. "Really. You make me so mad I want to kill you, now your following me. Do you have a death wish or something?"
"Why didn't you?" was all he said.
"What?"
"Why didn't you? Why didn't you kill me?"-d
"I....I don't know. Maybe because I don't want a murder on my hands."
"No."-d
"No, what?"
"No, you didn't kill me because you have control. You, Anne Lei Goodton, are a Fayd."-d
"I'm a what?"
"A Fayd. You can control your emotions, you love nature. Proven by all your drawings in this sketchbook, and in the grass right there, and you can even see images when you open your eyes after meditation."-d
"So, that doesn't mean anything."
"Yes it does. The others that live here died once or twice depending on the circumstances. You however have died 6 times and are not a vampire, or a witch."-d
"So, I'm a Fayd. What is that suppose to mean?"
"That your one of a kind, like me."-d
"Huh? So what species are you?"
"Well, I'm not suppose to say, but you could possibly find out tomorrow in Room 2."-d
"Huh? Wait, does that mean I get a schedule?"
"Yes Anne, it does. See you at supper." Damon said walking back out of the woods towards the House. Leaving Anne, and her sketchbook, in the woods.
