Phil stood awkwardly in the corner of the room hoping no one would notice him. It had been awhile since he had socialised with a normal being. Looking around the room, Phil noticed a lot of interesting figures. Phil pondered about their lifestyle for a second, but he didn't have much to go on. Phil soon realised that Will hadn't come back, the only notable within his eye sight being Cora and Yahtzee. Phil also started to wonder where Toran was, as he hadn't seen him since that fight... and that weird vision. Looking back on it, did everyone else see the same as him? Will wasn't too happy about what happened, did he see something less desirable? That beauty was breath taking; The nature was absolutely stunning... But after the vision of nature, came a vision born from fear... Fear of Atlanta. That lady, It had to have been her... who else would it have been?

Phil snapped back to reality and realised he was sweating slightly. Whatever or whoever that figure was, Phil didn't want to see it EVER again. Phil looked up towards Yahtzee and Cora, who had recently starting talking to an old man. Maybe it was time to join them, Phil thought. He couldn't stand the glances he was getting from everyone else. But as he approached them, Yahtzee raced along with Cora shouting "Come on! Let's go find Will!" Phil was then left with the old man staring at him expectantly. "Erm... I'm... with them." Phil pretty much whispered as he walked along with an awkward, Wry smile. He then left after Cora and Yahtzee with the old man's stare burning into the back of Phil's Head.

"I'm going to kill Yahtzee for that..." he mumbled to himself, using his pure white hair to cover his eyes. As he left the circus though, Cora and Yahtzee where no where to be found. the town seemed to have just enough people to get lost. Phil decided he would just stick to the entrance of the circus and wait for them there.