CHAPTER THIRTY
“Why do you have that look on your face? Is something wrong?” Vivian asked as they walked back to the town’s square, each carrying a pile of wood in their arms. Some of the voluntary townsfolk had gathered to prepare for BnB.
“I just don’t have a good feeling about this party,” She admitted.
“Can I ask you a question?” Meredith nodded as she placed the pile on top of the collected others.
“Of recent is there one thing you really haven’t had a bad feeling about?”
“Not one I can think of. Maybe I’m just being paranoid again, “There was no use getting into a word battle with Vivian right now. How could she make Vivian understand that there actually something so wrong going on in this town? Something was dangerous and maybe it had something to do with Ace bei
