[color=ed1c24][center][h3]Leo Wilde – Slifer Red[/h3][/center][/color]

Leo shuffled his feet awkwardly. He was really starting to feel bad about asking all of this, given how real this conversation was getting; it was supposed to be about figuring out what a bunch of dumb kids were doing in the woods at night, not digging up a strangers’ bad memories.

Maybe that was the point, to throw him off track by making him uncomfortable so he’d stop digging deeper into… whatever was going on. He wasn’t so sure it was just a prank anymore, but he still wasn’t entirely sold on the idea of spirits being real; a little less of a sceptic than before, sure, but not willing to fully buy into it yet.

If it was just to get him to feel awkward, it was working. Leo decided to just drop this for now. If something like this happened again, he’d come looking for this girl and get some real answers from her, but for now… he’d just answer her question and leave.

[color=ed1c24]“Short. Like, [i]really[/i] short. Long dark hair, kind of purple tinted; it fell in front of her face, covered one eye, but that might just have been because of everything that happened.”[/color] That was really all he could remember. It was dark and he hadn’t been trying to remember what she’d looked like at the time. [color=ed1c24]“She used some kind of snake deck. Oh, and she was limping when she left.”[/color]

[@Psyker Landshark]