paris || 17

33 4 0
                                    




I knew I needed sleep but I couldn't. The thought of how easily the good found us was bothering me horribly. There must have been a rat. A traitor who sold us out. I wished I just knew who. I hope it wasn't any of us here.

I have found useful and powerful allies, so I would not want them as my enemy. There was 25 of us in total that night, and 3 of them were lost in battle, so there is still 17 options. I know that those who fled earliest had a better chance to be the tattletale so that slims it down to 6 baddies left.

I saw the goth girl, Reyna outside talking animatedly to a small band of skeletons. I walked out. Peculiarly when I went out, she disappeared for roughly 30-ish seconds before appearing again with the most strange expression on her face. We walked back to the barn.

I laid down on the dry hay and slowly drifted off to a restless sleep.

How to be a villain [DISCONTINUED]Where stories live. Discover now