Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20180902004619/@comment-28578706-20180907150736

Mastema chuckled, “There was a story. After you died that a child took charge of that gang you were in.” His gaze darkened, “Maybe he just died.” He shrugged not wanting to think about it. “My soul isnt a proud prize anyone wants.”

Eae had finally relaxed as she slowly moved away from him her heart still beating against her chest, “I-Im going to shower..” She said nervously