Caleb
Ever had that feeling that succumbs your whole being and for some mysterious reason you cannot shake it off? It is more of an unfathomable energy pulling you towards a direction that your gut does not coincide with. Even as my feet were hitting the ground in a consistent motion behind Kelvin, my mind was elsewhere.
All I could see was Lyra's pale face and her quivering lips. She had been deeply frightened by some eerie occurrence that had taken place in the shanty where we had been held hostage. I had seen the body on the ground and her hovering over it. Whether her brother was breathing or not, I was not certain. For some reason I could not picture her as a murderer and even if she was, what exactly could she have used as a weapon and how could she have tackled all that ma
