Whistle [2]

"Whoo~"

The whistle pierced the air, and every hair at the back of my neck stood on end.

My head snapped back to where the noise came from, but to my shock and horror, there was no one standing behind me.

And yet,

"Whoo~"

The whistle persisted, echoing in the air, seeping into the depths of my mind as my breathing grew rougher.

"Haa... Haa..."

Each breath felt harder than the last.

"What are you doing...?"

Suddenly, something pressed against my shoulder, and my heart almost leaped out of my chest. I barely kept myself from flipping out due to the familiarity of the voice.

It was Owl-Mighty.

"There's nothing."

"....Nothing?"

Confused, I looked into its two red eyes.

"What do you mean nothing? Can't you hear the whistling?"

"Whistling?"

Owl-Mighty's head tilted.