Psychopath. (Completed✔)

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"Hey, when will the next bus arrive?" Zephany asked a man standing near the bus stop smoking a cigar.

"12:07" He curtly responded and went back to smoking.

12:07, she had no choice but to wait for about another 45 minutes. It wa 11:22 now.

A lot had happened in the past five hours. Zephany was ready to rethink her decisions and think about how she was going to move forward on her mission.

She had woken up around 6 in the evening in one of the camping tents. A note from Sunny was stuck next to her sleeping bag.

"We all have gone to visit a nearby waterfall. You had fainted in the middle of the forest, so I let you sleep. We'll be back by around 7 or so."

She crushed up the note and threw it away. She hastily started packing her bag, she threw in any toiletries she could find and stocked up on food.

She put on her jacket and ran out of the camping site. She did'nt know where she was or where she was going, but she just wanted to get away from here, and hopefully find May.

The campsite was situated on top of a mountain. She ran down the mountain, following a clear track she had found. She just hoped to get somewhere in the city so she can get a lead on May.

Coming to think of it, she never really knew how she got to the campsite. Also Ryker and his friends seemed to be missing.

She didn't really want to get into any of their magical mess, so she ran down the clearing without giving it a second thought.

But as everyone knows, the forest is the home of the wild, and the night is their adrenaline.

Zephany could feel eyes staring down her back. A chill ran down her spine despite her thick jacket. She stopped, stood still and turned back. If she was lucky, it would just be wild boar.

The L in her luck seemed to replaced with an F.

She saw two red eyes staring at her. She was never good with decisions, so she ran.

She could hear that creature run behind her. She ran away from the track, entering the deeper side of the forest.

She tripped over a tree's root snd rolled down the slope. She got cut on her hands and face. She finally came to a stop, only to fall into a stream of water, with very strong currents. Her bag had ripped open and some of the things were falling out of her bag, she tried gathering them all, all while trying to stay afloat.

She tried swimming towards the shore but the currents pushed her away. The currents penetrated her skin and reached down to her bones, giving her jolts of the cold current. After about ten minutes of shivering and defying the currents, she held onto a low branch of a tree passing by, and tried climbing onto it. The cold wind made her shiver uncontrollably.

She hauled herself up the branch and swung herself on the wet bank after a few tries. She was panting on the ground.

She was wet from head to toe, nowhere to go, she layed on the mud, awaiting her death.

Her shivers got worse by the second. She tried covering herself with mud to warm herself, so she can survive the night in warmth and safety from animals.

She had a fever that was burning up. It had just been a few hours since sun down. If she hadn't gotten into this mess, she would have reached halfway down the path.

"Hey, you still alive?" Someone shouted.

Assuming it was for her, Zephany whispered out an inaudible, "y-yyes"

The person came towards her, and looked at her through all the dirt covering her.

"You look half dead, the spirit of the forest got you?" The man let out a nervous chuckle. He lifted her up and rested her against the tree.

Zephany began to shiver again.

"I'll light a fire, hold on." He started a fire with the firewood he was carrying. He got a steel tumbler from his pouch, filled some water from the stream and boiled it on top of the fire.

"I don't have any medicine on me now, but some hot water any honey will do. Got some honey near the graveyard." He poured honey from a glass jar into the steel tumbler.

He helped her drink the water. She had gotten better after a few minutes and the shivers had died down.

"I got to go, do you want you come home? You can rest there."

"No, I have somewhere to be." Zephany stagerred onto her feet, and pulled up her half wet bag.

She ran way from the fire and into the woods, not knowing where to go.

She went down the mountain and saw some lights after about 3 hours of trekking down the mountain.

Instinctively, she ran towards the lights. The lights were the road side lamps of some city or town she had no idea.

She walked a little more into the place and found the bus stop she is currently sitting at.

After thinking through her memories, she found a lot of loopholes that didn't just add up to the whole story. Nothing made complete sense. It felt like she was directing someone's life with a blind fold on, except it was her own.