They seemed hesitant, wary, and afraid to approach, almost as if the sight of these strangers was something of a new experience. It was either that or they were simply uneducated bumpkins who thought that they were the only people in the world, and that said world ended four hundred yards outside their village.
They seemed particularly interested in Ollie, or maybe scared of was a better way of putting it, and they couldn't help but notice that a couple of them were carrying pitchforks, and although they weren't being wielded in any sort of threatening manner, the vibes that they were giving off indicated that it wouldn't take much to change that state of affairs.
“What do we do now?” said Ollie, because he didn't have a clue (which was pretty obvious really, otherwise he wouldn't have s
