Brandon
"Who are you?" I demanded, my voice trembling slightly. The figure remained still, their face hidden beneath the hood.
"Answer me!" I yelled, growing more and more anxious. "Take off your hood and show yourself!"
The figure didn't move. They stood motionless, like a statue. My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for a response.
I walked up to the figure, but it quickly stepped backwards, away from me.
"It's me…" the figure said, their voice shaking.
"Maris?" I whispered, hardly able to believe it. Rachel must have been thinking the same thing, because she asked the same question.
"Is that really you, Maris?" Rachel said.
Slowly, the figure raised their head, revealing the face of my old friend. It was indeed Maris, although she looked different. Her face was pale and tire
