It's a young boy with red eyes.

You stare at each other for a moment; the young boy giggles again, and beckons you toward him. You hesitate for a moment, glancing over your shoulder toward the tavern where you friend still waits. When you look back at the little boy, he is suddenly right in front of you.

You cry out in fear, and stumble backwards away from him. The little boy smiles, revealing pointed teeth.

"Wh-what do you want?" You hear yourself ask, almost breathless with fear.

"It's okay," the little boy says, his smile widening. "It's not you I'm after; it's your companion."

You frown. "What, Boomera? What do you want with her? And who are you, anyway?!"

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