It's The Little Things That Make Us Change

Re-Meet

Delta didn't waste any time gawking around. She went straight for the treeline she emerged out of before. It was now dark and there were some lights in the forest, but not enough to make anyone feel safe.

"Why did she make me come back now?" Delta thought to herself. That was pretty selfish of Miss Sidney But then again, why would she expect more from her?

Delta weaved her way through a giant root on the base of a massive blue tree. She avoided serious falls as she made her way home.

Suddenly she heard a branch snap on the ground. Delta froze. She heard it again, this time quieter but closer. She whipped her head around looking for the source of the sound, her heart beginning to race.

She didn't know who was out there,but she didn't intend on finding out.

Delta did her best to discreetly peek around the tree, but caught her foot under a mangled root and fell on her side. She partially fell because she was clumsy, but also because she saw the weird blonde man from the bar just casually strolling by.

He stopped when he heard Delta fall and faced her direction.

"Oh dear god." Delta began to panic when he saw her. She tried to scramble up from the ground, but her foot was caught under the root in an unnatural position that didn't allow her to escape. She tugged at her leg, but that only made her yelp out in pain. Delta quickly brought her hands to her face to cover her mouth. She cursed herself silently.

The masked man had begun to head in Delta's direction. Delta whimpered as she tugged on her leg more carefully this time. This was bad. Out of all the things to happen, and she couldn't even run. Delta was so focused on getting her foot free she hadn't realized how close the man was until now. Delta stopped suddenly and slowly looked up at him with widened eyes and a open mouth.

"I...I was going home..." Delta informed him. Her voice shook as she spoke and came out in a cracked whisper. The man didn't respond, but just kept staring at her through his mask. His silence was nerve wracking, but the fact that there wasn't a face to put with the rest of him made everything more frightening.

Delta folded her shaking hands in her lap and let her eyes dart away for a moment. She was terrified but she wanted to make sure there was no one accompanying this man.

"Um....are you here alone?" Delta dared to ask the person in front of her. She shrugged her shoulders in an attempt to play it off as if she weren't terrified, but she ended up giving a nervous shudder in the end. The masked man cocked his head at her a little, still unmoving, observing Delta. She had to look away again.. it made her feel scared and cheated that someone had the luxury of seeing everything she was feeling but there was no way for her to read him and his emotions.

To her surprise, the man, crouched down on the grass in front of her, resting his knees on the field. He turned to his side and slipped out one of the scythes from his sash to attach it to the metal contraption on his arm.

Delta gulped and blinked her eyes.

''What are you doing?" Delta whimpered, covering what she could of her legs. The man failed to respond again, and rested his free hand on the tree root. He planted his scythed hand on the gnarled tree root that caught Delta's ankle and began to saw it apart. Delta covered her eyes a little, not sure if he was helping her free, or trying to torture her before deciding to kill her.

She heard the last few fibers of the root snap apart and the pressure on her ankle was lifted. She peeked through her fingers at the sight before her. The masked guy was putting his scythe back to his side and her ankle was completely free of the plant. Delta lowered her hands from her face and brushed her shoulder length hair away from her forehead, kind of taken aback by what had just happened.