Monique started walking in the forward direction. That was as good a direction as any, right?
Wow... was grass always like this? Tall and mangled? Monique felt like she was in a jungle pushing blades aside and ducking under others.
She strained her ears trying to hear anything. Monique thought about how she would be reassured if she heard the tiniest thing... or even ran into a bug. Yes, she'd take a confrontation with a bug over the quiet.
Then she heard something...
Was that a laugh?
She whipped around with her wand out. Nothing was behind her. But she did hear footsteps retreating. Great. Something in the grass was laughing and running.
She took it back, she didn't want to run into anything. After the footsteps were long gone she turned around and continued onward.
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