 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Torch Sixth Year
Rose walked through the grounds, heading towards the tree house for her “date”, the sky was getting dark and this certainly hadn’t been her plan
"Dan?" She called out when she heard a snap of a twig, though she was greeted with nothing "Dan?" She asked again, her voice shaky. She heard the leaves shuffle again “Dan? This isn’t funny, tell me whats going on?” she called.
And then she heard the other snap. She shivered in fear just as someone grabbed her mouth and pulled her back. And as normal. She screamed straight into the torch light |