That was the last straw. I had enough of it.
What, did you expect me to run for all my life from this strange figure. Well, no, I’m not. After reading clues of all sort, I’ve been tracking down my lost father for weeks and now a weird figure is after me.
I stood still and turned around seeing that he was standing also. I wanted to run at him and hit him as hard as I possibly can but I didn’t. Instead I stared at him.
” What do you want, what do you need from me ” I shouted at him all tired, furious and…sad.
The figure pulled down his hood reveling his face. It looked looked really familiar to me.