[@Prosaic]  [@Romero]



[color=0054a6][h1] [center]Benjamin Marcus Zebrowski [/center][/h1][/color]

While Ben was speaking with the strange woman, he felt quite unnerved by being near this woman. There was something off about her but he could not put his finger on it. He felt very uncomfortable being around this person, he wished he was the only person to be walking around in this creepy forest. He chuckled when she said that she should not talk to strangers, She didn’t seem like she minded speaking to him. 


Of course, their conversation if one could call it that was interrupted by another stranger walking towards them. He slung his arm back once again getting ready to punch Simons, but he stopped himself. He hated how everyone was just popping up out of nowhere, thinking that he was too jumpy and would need to calm himself down.  “[color=0054a6]Sorry pal, I don't smoke[/color].” He studied the man in front of him, finding him to be older than Ben. He wondered if this man was a soldier in the great war like himself. He seemed a little jittery and dismissed the thought of this man being a soldier. “[color=0054a6]Eh you can call me Mister Strawberry. So are you going to Wilde Hall too?[/color]?” He addressed the man.