As the purple-haired mysterious stranger kept walking away in the opposite direction from them, without knowing it himself, Earl couldn't take his eyes off him.
In fact, he kept watching his retreating figure until he was swallowed by the dark canopy of thick woods.
But the very second that boy disappeared from their sight, Ren grabbed Earl's hand and yanked him close.
His breathing was shallow and frantic with panic overwritten on his face as he rolled his orbs, "Earl…explain everything."
"Explain what?"
"What is that guy doing out here?!"
Unlike his calm, composed self before, Ren hissed at him. His voice was a frantic, terrified whisper, which made it sound intense within the woods, "Why were you even together with him? Why did you tag him along?"
Earl tried to loosen his grip on his arm, and his shoulders had slumped a little when he muttered, "Ren, what are you talking about?
