Feb 22, 2022
@ofrendezvouswritings
⚜ — Henry is somewhere in Virginia. He is surrounded by trees and the smell of the fresh morning air. The witch who he paid to take his memories away did give him his name, Henry Benoit His name is the only thing he wanted from his previous life. It is close to midnight and Henry is feeling a bit hungry, so he finds his way toward a campsite. He could here five heart beats and the sound of at least two males and a female. He watches them for a moment, about to strike at one, but he hears footsteps behind him. One person. He quietly turns to see a female. What the fuck, he thinks to himself. “Hello?”