He was completely in the dark about why he was on the bed. The last thing he remembered was drawing Isa towards him to protect her, then the ghost saying something so dark, it blocked everything out. He didn't even know what it was. He looked at the teddy bear blankly, wondering where it came from. He dropped his arms from around her, feeling a little uneasy. Gazing around the room his eyes fell on the makeshift pack he'd made for the supplies he needed to make repairs to the buildings in the pack. He must have dropped it when the spirit appeared.
The question brought him back to the present, and he stared into Isa's fearful questioning eyes. He wished he had an answer for her, but he was just as much in the dark as she was. He didn't have a clue about what had been done. It seemed to have upset her, whatever had been done. There had to be some way to sooth her. He hated seeing others in pain. He felt uncomfortable with her face buried into his chest. It was like he was comforting Selene when she was upset. A shiver ran through her, and Hadley touched her back softly. Nothing. N-no fear. Untangling himself he stood up, and picked up his back. Go back?
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