What Are You Thinking About

Joseph glanced around. Besides the series of footprints, there was no sign of a fight. Looking over at Lucille whose head was lowered in thought, he found that her eyebrows were almost knotted up. Joseph gently grasped Lucille's thin shoulder, asking in a soft gentle voice, "What are you thinking about? What exactly happened earlier?" Lucille truthfully answered, "Didn't I lead those mutants here? I got to a dead end and they caught up with me. When I was about to fight back, someone came, seeming to be their leader." "The leader said something, but I couldn't understand the language. The mutants then ran away, not only giving up the attack, but they nearly knelt before me. Doesn't that seem strange to you?" Joseph chuckled. "That's indeed strange. Those mutants weren't nearly as gentle when they fought me. They were going all-out." "That's why I'm confused right now, I don't know what's going on with those mutants. It feels as if they recognize me, but..." Lucille touched her face. Sh