(Nat P.O.V.)
It has been two months since the attack on Crimson Woods and I was still recovering from my injuries, injuries that I should have never sustained if I had been more alert to my surroundings.
Looking back, there were so many red flags that should have made me question everyone that I thought were trustworthy. The new faces I ignored, the hushed voices from said new faces. Brandon was uncharge of new incoming members and he said everything was on the up and up. I believed the little weasel despite the voice in my head saying to ask more questions but I didn't and now I'm here.
While I was deep in thought the hairs on the back of my neck suddenly stood up. I sat up alert. Suddenly, I felt a warmth followed a calmness wash over me and all thoughts from that day and the days th
