DAVY
It was time to go.
Wren and Tracey had returned to camp and acted normal. There’d been no sign of their earlier fight. Gavin and Gregory didn’t say a word either. Everyone went on like normal, waiting for me. As for myself, I rested and spent the entire night trying to cloak myself. I prayed. I wept. I tried talking to myself. Nothing worked, or so I thought. It wasn’t until around three in the morning when I found out that I had been cloaked the entire time. Gavin brought wood inside for the fire, couldn’t find me, and raised the alarm. As everyone was leaving camp to look for me, I ran outside of the cave and started flailing my arms around. I yelled at them. I was there, but nothing worked until I was following Gavin down a wooded path and he abruptly turned around. He barreled i
