Wander Around Again, To Clear Your Head

Chapter by Hellexia

"Shit." You mumbled, pangs of guilt hitting you. Carrie... you were dating Carrie, right? Or were you "friends with benefits" with her? Assuming the... in this case, the worst, you were dating her. Along with Luna, Ava, Emily, and Henri. Would they be pissed? You couldn't NOT tell them what you'd done to Kamila. Maybe they'd understand? But would all of them? "Shit, why did I do that?!" You shouted, groaning as your guilt started to turn into regret. Suddenly, though, you felt a cold chill. You spun around, your ring started to hum and tremble inside your finger. "...Naamah? That you?"

You didn't receive an answer, the chill leaving you. You gulped, every instinct telling you how to follow it. Where it was. But not what or who it was. Honestly, for a moment you thought you were insane. But your legs moved, the whispers of the chill reinforcing that you were on the right path. As you continued though, the cold started getting colder. Sharper. More intense. Enough that your breath started to fog up. Enough for you to get second thoughts yet again about this inverse game of Marco Polo.

Eventually, you found yourself in front of a house. If the freezing cold, strong enough to give you jitters, wasn't a big enough indication, your stomach was churning. The ring was humming, loud enough to reach your ears. Your ring finger wouldn't stop shaking, requiring your other hand to hold it as you quickly dematerialized. Whatever, whoever, was inside that house waited. Waited for you to float through the walls...

Suggestions:

•Inside Is... Something Especially Strange

•Inside Is Naamah. Who Simply Wanted Your Attention

•Something else