Chapitre 57: Losla 2

“Surely not.” he made another turn, but to the guards demise, Matheson still followed.

“Dammit, I guess I gotta lose him.” the guard made a sharp right turn, running down an alleyway and onto another street before turning left and then left again down another alley. He started walking as he looked back, thinking he lost him, but quickly began sprinting after he saw Matheson come around the corner, who was just as fast as before.

“Shit. What’s wrong with this guy? I don’t care what he wants, I won’t talk to him”

The guard ran to the east of the village, making random turns through the streets and houses. He even hopped over a fence and crossed a field, running straight through a fog of mist-sheep.

“What the fuck… he’s still chasing me? Even across some farmers' fields? Dammit. I just want to get a meal and go to bed… But I won’t be mentally scarred from that smell again. Anything but that.”