The Keeper: A New Adventure Awaits

III

It wasn't very long before I had realized as to what was happening. My thought immediately turned to what was going on back home, my mom.... She would be worried sick for me, literally. I heard the sound of a throat clearing, and I shifted my gaze to what was in front of me. I needed to be focused on the now, what was here at the present and tangible. "Oh right," I began to move myself to catch up with the new man, "Where exactly are we going?"

"Quick with questions aren't you?" came Creation Cavalier's reply. His voice was stark, and it seemed to have a familiar ring to it, but at the same time it was dismissive and cold.

My head hung low, and I slowed to a halt. "Sorry..." my voice lurked low to the ground.

"Don't be... It just reminded me of an old Mendigo saying actually..."

"Really?" I raised my head, and my voice had a glimmer of cheerfulness to it, "Which one?"

He thought for a moment, "Curiosity killed the cat, but..." he looked up at the sky as he had said so.

"But satisfaction brought it back." I finished the saying for him, and he nodded.

"Yes, that's what I was thinking."

"Who taught you that?"

"A young girl from long ago... You remind me of her a bit..." He then shook his head, as if he was trying to forget the thought.

"Oh, sorry... Did I..."

"No, it's no problem," he quickly cheered up, to my surprise, "We need to get to camp before dark, so we can you know..." he trailed off.

I nodded my head. "Where at?"

"You wouldn't know where we'd be going, sorry..."

"Okay." That let my spirits down as we continued to walk.

It took about three hours before we passed by a village. The run-down houses lined the dirt path, filled with gravel, and trash littered the streets.

"What happened here?" I asked.

"The poor people here..." Creation ignored my question, "I wonder how long it takes before they realize the damage done to the people..."

I stopped, and gazed around me. Sure enough, there were people who were dirty, dressed in baggy torn clothes, of all shapes and sizes. They were all looking at the same thing.

They were staring at me. "Why are they staring?" I asked him.

"That's right... Your appearance isn't proper, we need to fix that. Follow me." He walked off towards a house near the center of town.

Nervous and self-conscious of my appearance, I hesitantly followed him. When I had reached the place that he had chosen, Creation handed me a set of clothing. "Put these on." He ordered, and I stared at him.

"I, uh...." were the only words that slipped from my lips. I didn't quite like where this appeared to be going.

Creation appeared to notice my nervousness, and he immediately looked away. "S-Sorry! I won't look! I promise!" He claimed, and held out his hand, "Put Trevor here, and change... We'll be out here."

I tilted my head in agreement as I took the clothes. I then handed Trevor over to Creation. I then walked inside the building, and closed all open gaps to provide a sense of privacy.

I looked at the clothes, and noted their odd appearance. A pale brown shirt and pants, with silver buttons near the sides. The material was smooth and somewhat familiar to that of an athletic shirt. They had a pair of plain brown boots, made from a leather-like material. The gloves ere darker and they had a strange yellow writing near the end. A belt accompanied the outfit, and like the rest of the outfit, it fit the monochromatic color scheme.