Rachel
"Are you sure you know what you are saying?" He said, looking at me deeply. "Why… Why would Pete be dead?" Brandon said, his widened eyes twitching.
"I have no idea," I said, shivering, with sadness written on my face. "I went outside to start my daily job, and heard the others gossiping. When I asked, they said someone in the dungeon died. When I asked who died, they said it was one rogue called Pete."
He sighed deeply, and looked downwards. "Let go," He whispered.
"Huh? Where are we going?" I asked softly.
"You know where?" He said, grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room.
We walked together, with his hand still clenched around mine, and I noticed people staring and murmuring at us. Some were even pointing fingers, all obviously thinking the same thing- Why the hell is
