"Ah!" Martin jolted awake with a startled scream.
"Look, look, there's really someone over there." Aimee, noticing Martin's wince, instinctively reached out to soothe him. She then shot him a glance and blushed once more.
"Huh?" By now, Martin was fully awake. Hearing Aimee's words, he turned his head in the direction she pointed.
What he saw left him wide-eyed and utterly bewildered.
About seven or eight meters away, there indeed was a person.
The figure squatted there, looking bizarre, with a face overgrown with hair. It was hard to tell if it was a beard or just an excessive amount of hair growing on his face.
He had a stick slung over one shoulder, and with the other hand, he was resting his chin, tilting his head as he intently watched Martin and Aimee.
Even more outrageous, hi
