Chapter 1608

It was deathly quiet. Perseus, leading the way, crossed the shallow stream and directed his flashlight toward the wooden houses. There was no sound, no movement—nothing. "What the fuck! Is this place actually haunted or something? Where the hell is everyone?" Perseus asked, turning to Ramona. There's not a single livestock around. It's like a ghost town here." "Cut it out, Perseus," Ramona said, glaring at him. She had no fear of the living or the dead, yet the unsettling atmosphere gripped her with a growing sense of dread. Ever since stepping into Ysle Springs, Ramona hadn't encountered a single living being. She had heard the occasional chirping of birds earlier, but now, the silence was so profound that her heartbeat seemed deafening. "Holy fuck! There's got to be someone here!" Perseus muttered, the unsettling silence gnawing at him. He then picked up a stone and hurled it toward one of the wooden houses in the distance. Perseus watched as the stone hit the roof with a satis