The shaman's words confused Tessy. Was that a clue or something? Why couldn't she put heads to it?
While thinking about this, the shaman was already making her way off the road.
"Wait, hold on." Tessy tried to stop her but the cars behind started honking violently.
"We have to leave the road." Mason said and escorted her back to her seat. Once she was in, he went to the driver's seat and immediately drove off. "What was that just now?"
"I'm cursed." Tessy said. "I've been cursed my whole life and it was done by a shaman, years back, where I can't evem find in history books."
Mason was confused. Where did curses come from all of a sudden?
"I've been trying. And now the only clue I've gotten is a piece of riddle that I can't make heads with." She said and sighed in anguish.
Mason did not ask anything. He just let her think.
"Won't you ask me what I'm talking about?" She asked him and he shook his head.
