Everyoneâs on edge, suspecting that somethingâs gone wrong.
â
Even though I had anticipated it, a lingering unease tugged at me.
As expected, the news swiftly circulated, impossible to conceal.
Lost in thought about my next move, I felt that someone grabbed my hand.
Turning around, I saw it was Sonya, the flower peddler.
Tears streamed down Sonyaâs face, and the once vibrant sunflower in her hair had lost its luster.
She sobbed and pleaded, âDebra, please, you must help me.
My younger brother and mother are among the missing.
They didnât take many supplies with them before they started from Roz Town.
They canât hold on for a few days.
If anything happens to them, it will be terrible.
â
Sonyaâs desperation and anxiety weighed heavily on my heart.
How could I let them down after placing so much trust in me?
Inhaling deeply, I offered reassurance.
âDonât worry, I will find a solution!â
I cleared my throat and addressed the residents in a firm voice, âNo need to worry, folks.
Iâm in charge of our relocation plan and Iâll see it through.
Rest assured, Iâll ensure everyone returns safely!â
Although skepticism lingered in their eyes, they fell into a hush compared to before.
Once the residents settled down, I whispered to Zoe, âGather more people; Iâll lead them to rescue the people in need.
â
Of course, Zoe didnât refuse me.
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âSure thing.
Iâll round up most of Roz Districtâs security guards.
Weâll accompany you.
â
At that moment, Caleb approached me.
I stated, âCaleb, arrange two adept guides for me.
I intend to venture into the misty forest to locate the missing people.
â
âNo way!â Caleb firmly rejected my request.
âDebra, you canât go in there!â
âYouâll be in constant danger.
Listen to Caleb and refrain from going,â chimed in Carlos, who stood behind him, his emotions running high.
Debraâs POV:
Caleb and Carlosâ reaction caught me off guard.
The foggy woods must hold some hidden troubles that eluded me.
A chill crept over my face as I gazed at them, my brows knitting in concern.