[b] Zivon [/b] 
[i] [b] Should we or me? [/i] [/b]

“I-I…d-on’t kn-ow….shou-ld we r-eally trus-t….” Zivon had a bad feeling that was festering his stomach, the wisp thing started to float another direction, passed them, like it want us to lead somewhere…He stood there in shook, with no idea what to do. He could he follow the wisp thing or just stay here at wait for someone to find him…the choices were ruining his head pretty badly. He just waited for the others and see what will they say.