Nitar listen to the boys talk, not really in the mood to talk herself though, after since she was sad and also angry becasue she couldn't remember her past. Raphael he said he's name was. She lowered her gaze from both the boys and looked down at the dusty floor. I should say something, but what is there to say? If I asked them something, and they ask someything back, I don't think I could answer with my past nothing but a blur. No, it isn't even a blur, she thought sadly.
Nitar flinced for no reason. She thought she felt a hand on her shoulder that was cold as death, but when she did flince the hand was gone and a words were left on her lips. "Prey. Nitar. Hunted."She mumbled not even knowing what she said. There here again, watching me, my movements, everything, she thought. What do they want, they always follow, but they only watch, she thought deeper.