Hugo suddenly felt uncomfortable. He tried to look around to see if there was someone watching them.
"I think we should go back now," Hugo uttered as he took a step backward. He was wary of his surroundings. He could feel it. There was something wrong in this place.
Abigail, who was busy feeding the fish, was startled at Hugo's sudden words. But even if she was confused, she still stood up and walk towards the side.
"Are you suddenly busy? If you are, then let's go already." She smiled. "Let me wash my hands first, though. I can still smell the fish's food from it."
"Sure," Hugo scratched the back of his head. He let go of Abigail's hands and watched her as she went towards the public comfort room on the side.
Hugo's eyes widened as he saw shadows of people surrounding the place. They were hidden behind the trees and the only reason that he saw them was because of a bright light that flashed for a few seconds.