“Hello? Helllllllllo?”

Jacob was still gazing. Othello, shocked and still shocked, just stared right back.

“Hello. My name is Jacob. What is your name?”

Othello, shaking out of it… tried to put water into Jacob’s mouth.

“What you need to do right now is not ask questions but to drink this and go home. I don’t know how hard you hit your head.”

Jacob obediently drank the water and sighed a happy sigh.

“How old are you, Miss? You seem to know these woods well.”

“I live in the woods. I have friends, animal friends. But these days, they don’t happen to be seen. I can’t find them anywhere.” Othello sighed and turned away.

Jacob, feeling guilty, tried to cheer Othello up.

“It’s ok. Maybe they will come back someday. I heard that there is a evil creature messing around in the woods.”