Everywhere became still, and as I slowly turned my head, it froze halfway. I resisted the urge to continue turning and look at the person that called my name. Why should I, when I had known who was standing behind me? Although, the scents of pines mixed with his familiar scent and produced a different scent, but I could still perceive his scent.
Ignoring the voice I heard, I turned my attention to the ninety-year-old woman sitting across from me.
"Tell us a legendary tale, ma'am," I said to her, trying to break the tension in the air. However, they all continued to stare intently behind me.
"Thalia..." Jenna called out, but I quickly interrupted her.
"Don't call my name!" I snapped, my voice filled with unease. Just then, a hand landed on my shoulder and made me very angry. I swiftly removed the hand and flung it away violently, causing the person to lose his balance and stumble.
