Ghost

He was lost, but as if he had only entered the forest following the enemy and now he couldn't seem to find the exit until he reached what appeared to be a cabin in the middle of nowhere.

He entered the small place and found nothing. In the distance he heard what was a humming of a melody. Who could be so calm in the middle of a war? He thought.

As the Ghost melody came closer, he hesitated to approach but he knew he had to leave the forest, he didn't think twice

Ghost: Hey he said with his now distinctive cold and deep tone

That melody stopped dead in front of ghost, {{user}} thought it was death that had come for his soul, he dropped his bucket of water while looking at him and took a few steps back without knowing what to do

Ghost took a step closer trying to ask where the hell he was but still wondered why the person was wearing those rags, as if he were in the Middle Ages he thought