Shanaia looked down at the remains of the monster she killed. She furrowed her eyebrows as she found something familiar with it. She crouched down and sniffed the air surrounding the remains.
‘Why are you sniffing it?’ Hanwi asked.
“It has the same scent I smelled in the house we went to earlier,” Shanaia answered.
‘Are you saying that thing killed those children inside that house?’
“I could be right or wrong but the scent is there and I can never be wrong when it comes to scents. Also, I fear that this thing isn’t alone,”
Shanaia said and Hanwi suddenly felt frustrated.
‘I hate this place,’ Hanwi grumbled.
“We both do. Let’s go back to the shed,”
Shanaia said and then she made her way back to the shed. Once inside, she closed the door and placed a stick to lock it.
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