Although it was springtime, the temperature difference between day and night was large. After the sun set, it was quite cold.
Alexa Gatten stared at the fluttering silhouette of Aubree Groove, feeling an inexplicable chill creep up from the soles of her feet.
The air was permeated with an eerie atmosphere, like the kind created in horror movies. Alexa Gatten abruptly turned her head and slapped her chest, "You're trying to scare me to death! You're absolutely silent when you walk."
Charles Benz touched his nose, "Sorry."
He glanced at Aubree Groove, "What is she doing?"
Alexa Gatten shook her head, "I don't know." Her eyes darted over Charles Benz's shoulder, landing on the young lady behind him. She frowned in displeasure, "Why did you bring her here?"
