Chapter 10
The next day, my grandmother and I went to visit the psychic who had predicted that I would die just as my parents did, mauled by the wild beasts of the forest.
My grandmother wanted to tell her everything that had happened in the forest, and how the lone wolf had saved me.
As we entered the psychic's dimly lit dwelling, I felt a sense of creepiness overtake me. I couldn’t imagine talking to dead spirits in that room. Anyway, my time in the forest has made me a fearful person.