"A child? Where is he then?" Captain Felunka asked.
"He ran away and disappeared in the woods." Even Salka's answer sounded totally irritating to himself.
"A boy just can't disappear, Salka, you are too smart to know that." Felunka sighed, knitting his brows. It had been a week since he dispatched teams to watch, and it had been silent on all fronts. Finally, when there was movement, it was a kid that his most competent junior couldn't catch.
"You should go rest for a few hours before starting on your shift at night," Felunka said. The juniors saluted and headed to their sleeping areas.
Salka couldn't sleep even so. He couldn't shake an odd feeling about the kid. It's like the kid had wanted to be caught. He couldn't help but think he had missed something important. Why could a single child be so deep in the woods alone anyway? He could not even close his eyes even after a twenty-four-hour watch, because of the thoughts gnawing at him. With a groan, he decided to follow his gut.
