Chapter 43: Ellae Part 3

Glancing behind me, Pratt and Vix are lost to the smog and I've found myself in the middle of an opaque lushness. Closing my eyes, I allow the voice to navigate me and start moving in its direction. I move a few feet, my eyes shooting open when I trip over a root. But Sampson catches my hand before I fall.

"Best watch your step out here."

"Sampson!" I grasp onto him. "Sorry!"

"It's quite alright," he grins, clutching my hand to help me over the root, "but it's probably best to keep your eyes open. Why were they closed?"

"Just..." I motion ahead, to the stacks of broken ivy-coated walls ahead, "trying to find my way."

"You found it. Let's explore then, shall we?"

"Definitely!"

"So, how are you this evening?" Sampson tosses out as we walk past a net of swinging vines and into the clearing of broken walls.

"Fine - I'm glad we're out here," I turn to him with sudden excitement, "can we pick up that conversation from yesterday? Where I get to pick your brain a little?"