Creepy Night

We were only halfway from the village to the dungeon, the heavy rain hit and made the conditions impossible to start the journey. I decided to take shelter in a house that seemed to still have its roof intact by hooking the three horses on a sturdy wooden pole.

Flo asked the man to come inside while James and I started covering the horse's body with used cloth we found inside the house. At least that would be useful and keep the horses from getting too wet.

"This place is terrifying," James explained. I agreed with him.

"I agree with you. This place is much scarier than the cemetery area at night," I said, smoothing the cloth I used to cover the horses to make them comfortable.

"Do you feel we are being followed?" James asked.

I glanced at the man beside me, constantly observing the large, treeless area in front of the house. There were only large stones that might have been gathered for war against humans.