Sawyer could see them from a mile away. Their innocent doe eyes, their soft skin, silky. They looked so out of place in such a dark woods. He couldn’t help his curiosity, but there was also a tinge of interest.

Approaching them, he gently taps their shoulder with a curious look. But they couldn’t see. His face was covered by his hood and the only light was the torch he had in his hand. Either way, he still wanted to know why they were in this side of the woods.

“Are you lost? Can I help you?”