We’re that bad, huh?
Did you do the thing, Neopets?
Tell me the truth, Neopets.
They did the thing.
“No. They are both mine. Remember when I told you I keep memories in flesh?” He said, waving his hand for roots to emerge from the soil. They took form of a bench and he sat down, beckoning for Drathenia to join him “This, is the key to my past. I realized a short while ago I was missing a large chunk of my memory because I had lost a vital part of my body. My head”
“Hmm? Oh, it’s my head” he stated simply, turning it over in his hands “I found it, I won’t trouble you with the details”
There was, in fact, now a very large cut down Tree Man’s back from how he had gotten his head.
What was weird was that Tree Man didn’t seem excited or even emotional about finding his old head. It contained all of his old memories, eyes, and emotions. He turned it over in his hands. It had a jaw, but no lips. Perhaps they had faded from age, the eye sockets contained dried up eyes which now only resembled brown dried peas at the bottom of the skull. Turning it over one more time, he looked back up at Drathenia.
He stepped away from the tree, looking to his left and right.
“It wasn’t those blasted demons again, was it?” He asked casually, shifting the object in his left hand to his other “I haven’t seen… well, smelt them in a long time. I thought they had died”
What he carried in his hands was pale, almost the same skin colour as Tree Man and looked pointy somewhat, but what exactly it was remained a mystery.
The seconds ticked past and there was no more scuffling, no more mindless laughter. It had gone, life had somewhat returned to this part of the forest. A cricket chirped from one of the trees. Everything had restored to normality it seemed, for now.
One of the trees swayed out of line with the others, against the wind, until it twisted and cracked then finally split apart and out jerked Tree Man.
“Drathenia, I wasn’t expecting you”
There was a scuffling to her left, heavy breathing to her right. Trees swayed gently as a wind pushed through the forest, causing the forest litter to go in an uproar. Leaves and twigs swirled around and at Drathenia. What sounded like a laugh broke from the dense wood from her right, it sounded as though they had only just learned how to laugh a minute ago and they were practicing it. Moments later, a pale flesh colored flung itself out from the bushes and ran past Drathenia, cackling before it disappeared into opposite bushes. Once again, the forest fell silent.
The dark forest was deathly silent, more so than usual. Not even the trees seemed to be alive. A screech is heard in the trees above, followed shortly by branches being smashed aside and once again the forest fell to silence. Leaving Drathenia to wonder what it was.
The screech sounded once again but behind her this time, and closer.
Meanwhile in Russia