The Ripple of a Stone (Part 2)

by DarkOne09

*Continuation of The Ripple of a Stone by Yeyinde. All credit goes to the original author.* A human wakes on a Yautja Predator Dropship, unable to remember who she is. But does she want to remember? And can she become someone new, in a new world where she must prove herself to all those who think her to be dishonorable? (ON HIATUS FOR NOW)

19. Chapter 53 (Curiosity)

Chapter 53: Curiosity

Authors Note: This story I have written may not be exact with the customs and culture founded by the Predator movies, comics, or stories but I have tried to stay in the area of their beliefs and ways. I have brought in elements from each of the categories and have combined them into one. I do not own Predator. Updates will be regular and changes will be made if any suggestions are made for me. Some of the mentioned items in the Yautja world are made up by me. Good Reading. This is from the original author and I will be sticking to it. Enjoy! :))))

Nala went to her room as quickly as possible but made it less obvious in case some Yautja became too curious. Sad to admit but she was glad that they didn't pay much attention to an ooman like her. Although she can still sense there were more eyes on her than before. Her hand twitched on her chest piece, feeling the book underneath. Her chest lifted in relief when she made it to her room and shut the door behind her.

She leaned on the door for a minute, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. She quietly walked over to the bedroom and took off her Awu'asa as quickly as she could, careful to hold on to the book. She didn't bother putting them back in their usual places. Her curiosity over the book was far more important. Wearing nothing more than Alsn coverings, she laid the book down on the bed and stared at it for some time. What is this thing? Why was I led to have this? The book was hidden in a small compartment in the temple so she figured no one else knew about it. Sya or Nei'hime never mentioned this. The only worry she had was the purpose of keeping it secret. The voice in her head said something similar to that fact and she never wanted to doubt it . . . but some part of her was worried.

Her eyes glossed over on the triangle symbol etched into the front. It held some importance, given that she couldn't look away from it. What does it contain? Slowly, she reached towards the corner of its hide, gliding her fingers along with it. Strangely, it felt so . . . familiar. Nala didn't know whether it was her mind playing tricks on her once again. Things had been different since her moment of life and death.

Not yet, Nala. She pulled her fingers away. Not yet . . .

The voice hummed in her eardrums but this time, her curiosity had a stronger hold on her. Her body refused to relent as her fingers curled underneath the cover. She felt the thin fabric of the paper rubbing on her skin. It feels good. But just as she began to lift the cover, she heard the door to her room open.

"Nala. Are you here?"

It was Dhm'Ni. There was a mistake with it. In a rush, Nala frantically shoved the book underneath the bed and into the crevice that separated it from the floor. She managed to get it hidden before she heard Dhm'Ni's footsteps right at her bedroom door. She jumped on her feet and spun around to see him standing there. Immediately, her heart fluttered but instead of pure bliss, it was mixed with nervousness, especially given the confused look in his blue eyes.

"What are you doing?" Dhm'Ni glanced at Nala and then to the spot on the floor she was on. He thought it was some odd ooman behavior but a part of him thought something else. He just couldn't think of what it was.

"Nothing!" She twiddled her fingers and lightly swayed her hips back and forth. "I was just . . . tidying up my room. That's all."

"How come you didn't find me when you returned from the temple? I got sick in worry and thought something happened."

Her body jolted hearing that remark followed by disappointment. She should have at least called him and let him know that she made it back. Her mind was so focused on keeping the book safe that she's forgotten. She felt irritably stupid about herself. She scratched the back of her head in embarrassment. "Sorry. It's just that . . . a lot has happened today and I wasn't in my right mind."

Dhm'Ni raised an eyebrow but sighed in defeat. He walked up to her, wrapping his arms around her body. She froze in surprise, not sure how to respond until Dhm'Ni let out a soft purr. "At least you're safe."

His words had an immediate effect. Nala let his muscles relax as the shock faded. Still, her heart raced like a galloping horse. Her arms snake over his body, grazing across his scales until they reached the top of his shoulders. He responds with a purr that vibrates throughout both of them. She answers back in the same way. "Thank you."

Dhm'Ni leans his chin on top of her head with a hum. "So how was the Story? Was it interesting?"

Nala thought for a moment, trying to focus on that part and not the 'other' that secretly had her interest more. "It was . . . interesting."

"In what way?"

"Well . . . in all honesty . . . it sounded much like the story of Earth's creation."

Dhm'Ni paused in confusion. "Really?"

She had forgotten that he didn't know about ooman stories and she wasn't exactly one herself. "You see . . . Some humans believed that our world was created by a single God for three days and three nights. Only in the Story of Creation, there are two Gods and they created an entire universe. It sounds crazy in some ways but I'm not one to be a judge to that."

She couldn't help but admit the truth. The Story of Creation was much similar to human ways than she expected. The Yautjas were a proud race that followed a strict code on Hunts and during social gatherings. In some ways, she thought there would be a greater storyline to Paya and Cetanu. With her personal and short experience with them in her dreams, they were far more intimidating.

Is it real though? Are they both? And . . .

Nala's eyes glanced around but only managed to get a cornered view of the bed. Her focus goes to the slit of the bed underneath. She didn't know whether to at least tell Dhm'Ni about the hidden book she found and the triangle symbol on the cover. She waited a minute to wait for the voice that would always come to her. But this time . . . it did not. She started to feel comfortable with the mysterious voice like an old friend. With no answer, she assumed that she got the permission to tell but she felt a warning from the back of her mind to keep it on the down-low. However, she did want to say something out of curiosity.

"Can I ask you something?" She hears a grunt . . . a signal from Dhm'Ni that it was okay. "Do you know the meaning behind the triangle symbol?"

"What symbol?" Dhm'Ni pulls away but keeps his hold on her.

"The one on the shoulder cannon and also found on some of the Yautja writings. Do you know what it means?"

Dhm'Ni hums, taking a deep thought about it. He never really questioned it, only being told of its general connections when he was a pup. "The symbol represents the number of Youngbloods that go on their Chivas to be blooded as warriors like you and me. We put it on our shoulder cannons to represent them as a powerful team and hence given on our most powerful weapon."

"Is that all?" Nala knew she might be pushing it but there had to be more. Should there be?

They kept eye contact with Nala waiting for an answer. As for Dhm'Ni, he started to suspect something again but with no other reason and not in the mood to get Nala potentially angry with him, he gave up. "Nothing else. Don't think about such things today." He moves close to her once more, feeling her relax in his grip. Nala does the same and relaxes, closing her eyes to inhale his sweet scent and enjoy his warmth.

They embraced each other for some time before Nala pulled away. As much as she wanted to stay with him like that, she needed a bath. Although it's almost the end of the day and usually too early, she felt stinky and uncomfortable. She turns to the bed and begins taking off her Alsn. She'd forgotten that Dhm'Ni was watching hungrily. It wasn't until she began to pull the string that covered her breasts that she was hit with a thick must of rain and vanilla. It sent a jolt from her womanhood and down her legs, rendering them paralyzed. She closed her eyes in concentration, feeling her body react to the powerful scent.

"What are you doing?" Dhm'Ni's voice called with a thick tone, layered with temptation. He struggled to keep himself in check but his eyes wouldn't turn away from seeing the bare skin of her back.

Nala hummed. "I'm getting ready for a bath. I desperately need it."

She heard him growl hungrily from behind. It sent another jolt through her. Her womanhood began to soak in her juices. It made the small pleasure inside her body grow immensely, more so when she heard his footsteps come closer. Nala held the Alsn covering her breast that began to fall loose when she untied it. She didn't have time to react or turn around to see him when he lifted her in the air. She gasps as Dhm'Ni holds her thigh up while his other hand pressed against her stomach. She feared falling despite his strong grip and lets go of the Alsn to hold onto him. The cloth fell away to expose her breasts and Dhm'Ni gave another growl that was mixed with a purr.

"Is it better to do it later?"

His hand glides over her stomach. She gasps softly when it starts to travel lower. She squirms against his touch and presses her back harder into his toned abs, expecting he was going for her pants. But he teases her and brings his hand back up to grab her breast. It was soft to the touch and fitted his hand perfectly. Nala bits her lower lip to try and contain a moan, not ready to give in to his advances.

But Dhm'Ni wasn't finished with her. He gives a soft squeeze of her breast, feeling her body tremble in response. His own will was being put to the test. His manhood began to swell painfully against the restraints of his loincloth. Instinct forced his hips to grind against her ass, rubbing in a circular motion. He hissed when her hand reaches behind and grabs a bundle of his tresses. The shock of it almost made his knees buckle.

Nala's breathing became erratic and harsh. It was like she couldn't get enough air. Even the room felt like it was baking. She trembled when Dhm'Ni stroked his mandibles on her shoulder and let his tongue work on her neck. She threw her head over his shoulder and softly moaned. The pleasure was growing, especially when his fingers squeezed on her hardened nipple. She didn't know how long she could hold on. Dhm'Ni kept on teasing her and himself. She even tastes like Phpy blossoms. It was like he was eating a buffet and couldn't stop or rather didn't want to. He was hooked on her and nothing can be done to change that.

Everything broke when Dhm'Ni nibbled on the vein that was popping from her skin. The chains holding her back shattered. Nala twists her body so fast that Dhm'Ni didn't stand a chance before she pushed him onto the bed as hard as she could. He growls but stops abruptly when Nala straddles him, locking her thighs on his waist. She smirked, enjoying the view from where she was. It sent a wave of ecstasy in Dhm'Ni from the ends of his tresses to his toes. He pumped his musk and let her have the moment to smell it. She responds with a stunned groan, forcing her to pump her unique scent in response. It drove him mad and he wanted more. He felt selfish but had no regrets. She was everything he'd wanted, even though he didn't know at first. His hands reached for her hips to move her body on his but Nala slapped them away before he could. He was about to growl in anger when she pressed a finger on his mouth, stopping him in his tracks.

"Don't try it."

As much as she desired him, she wanted to take it slow. But she had no idea the internal struggle he was enduring. The instinct to take her right then and have his way was too much. Still, Dhm'Ni honored her wishes and also out of respect for a female. He clawed the bedsheet on each side, digging deep into the frame. His eyes wandered to her perky breasts, admiring them before he reached toward her eyes. The beauty of them made him catch his breath.

Nala smirked, actually enjoying the control over him. A rarity in the society she lived in now. She traced her fingers over the strap that kept his belt together. Not yet. Slowly, she moved up to his rock hard abs. He stiffens and groans when she touches them. It felt like burning fire over him. She made it to the shoulder piece that he still wore for training. She snaked underneath them to feel his scaly skin until unbuckling the straps keeping them on. Both fall off easily but Dhm'Ni throws them off in impatience. She giggles and goes for his bare chest. It was hot to the touch but Nala wanted more. Without hesitation, she lowers her head and places a kiss above his heart, feeling it beat fast. Not only does he smell like rain and vanilla . . . but he tastes like it too.

Dhm'Ni was about to break in a million pieces. Her mouth worked on his body, driving him crazy. He could no longer obey her words so while she was distracted, he got to work in removing her bottom Alsn. It was nothing more than shredded cloth so it came undone with little effort. Tightening his abdominal muscles, he lifted his upper body in a heartbeat. The motion knocked Nala on the head. Ringing in her ears began to make her sway and dizzy. It didn't last long as Dhm'Ni caged her against him and she gasped in response.

"Are you trying to test me?"

His voice lined with a purr, making him enticing. She smiles, cupping his face and letting her thumb rub his cheeks. "You have no idea."

Their breaths mingled together, making the air around them back as if surrounded by lava. Dhm'Ni brings his face closer, opening his mandibles to allow his tongue to come out. Like before, it laps her sweet musk and lets him taste her. It was as sweet as honey. Wanting to reciprocate, Nala does the same and bends down to lick at his neck. As soon as she tasted him, it sent waves of pleasure in every fiber of her being. He tastes so good. It was like a banquet that she couldn't fill her stomach fast enough. She wanted more.

While both were busy on each other's necks, she grabs hold of the strap to his belt and undoes it, dropping his loincloth to the ground. His manhood pulsed upon contact with the air, eager to seek out the one thing it desires. His hips grind into her womanhood, enough that the tip of his shaft made contact with her clit. She pulls away and moans deeply, setting her eyes back into his.

"Dhm'Ni . . ." Her voice was sweet, yet strong. It pulled him towards her even more. He's no idea if he was going to meld into her body from all the pressure. His hand weaves into her red tresses, feeling how smooth they were.

"Nala . . ."

There was nothing but the understanding between them and they couldn't deny it any longer.

Nala was the first to make a move. She lifts her hips until she is above his shaft, rubbing against him before lowering herself. The ecstasy was near indescribable as he dug deep inside her. Both their bodies shaking from the sudden contact. Nala grips him tighter to him with a hand grabbing a handful of his tresses. He growls and shifts to get into a better position until he is sitting on the edge of the bed with her in his lap. He got to work quickly and rocked his hips up and down.

Nala threw her head in the air, whipping her hair over as she let out a screech of a moan. His thrusts were slow and deep but then he picked up the pace until he was moving at an unbelievable speed. The feeling running through her was unbelievable. The way his manhood reached deep inside and hit her cervix . . . she thought her body was going to break into two. It was more than she ever felt in her life . . . and she wanted more.

In an impulse controlled by instinct, Nala brought her face back and smashed her mouth onto his, ignoring the pain when his teeth scratched. Dhm'Ni froze in place when she did that. Yautja females weren't known to perform such a move since it would be dangerous for mates with their tusks and teeth and it was an impossible task. He didn't want to hurt Nala unintentionally. His first reaction was to pull away but he stopped when her tongue slips between to explore his insides. His body jerked in reaction, never having felt such a thing before. It was . . . exquisite. The more he was with her, the more he realized just what he was missing. The dreams of being with her back then were pale in comparison.

Nala pulls away, worried that she might have done something wrong but the look on his face said otherwise. She saw nothing but pleasure and warmth. His blue eyes appeared to be brighter than she'd ever seen them. They shared this moment, looking into each other's eyes. This time, Dhm'Ni tried to intimidate what she did and worked his tongue in the same way inside her mouth. It was strange for Nala but the warm feeling behind his action was more than enough. Their tongues danced in unison as Dhm'Ni began to trust in undulating motion once more.

The bed creaked and groaned from the mating, threatening to break apart. Both ignored that thought and kept going. He pushed into her harder and faster, slamming to the point that his shaft broke through her cervix and was now inside her lower stomach. He hit that spot just right and Nala moaned and screamed into his mouth. Her walls clamped around him and Dhm'Ni felt his manhood hardened, even more, pulsing with his heartbeat. He purrs instinctually, letting her know he was enjoying this.

Finally, her body gave way. Nala threw her head in the air and roared. Her juices spilled out of her and coated his manhood along with other things. Dhm'Ni followed suit, unable to contain his excitement to orgasm in unison with her. He roars as his body trembles, arching his back. His hips jerked to pump seed in her body. Their bodies burned and seethe together as that wonderful feeling of ecstasy overwhelmed them. Their limbs tightened them like a ball of rubber bands, unable to break free.

After that, Nala couldn't remember anything as she blacked out.

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It was quiet for some time and she saw nothing but darkness until she could hear whispers. It was faint but sounded like they were right next to her ear. She fought desperately to ignore it but they kept coming. She had enough, groaning as she opened her eyes. When she did, her mind jolted awake from the shock of the scene she saw.

She wasn't in her room anymore. Instead, she was lying on a stone floor, or at least some parts of it were. Metal slivers ran through the ground in a flawless design. Even Yautja writing could be seen all over it and the walls too She lifted her upper body with her arms and scanned around her. She was in some sort of hall. It was a bit dark so her vision was obscured from the fine details. Regardless, she was in an unfamiliar place.

"This is weird . . . I was sure I passed out in my bedroom with Dhm'Ni."

Wait! Where is Dhm'Ni?

She twisted around and saw him lying next to her with one arm still wrapped around her torso. He was snoring away as if nothing could bother him. Nala took a double-take, noticing he had his full Awu'asa on him. The last time she remembered, he didn't have it on. She blinked in thought and looked down on herself. She was wearing her Awu'asa too. What the pauk is going on?

"Dhm'Ni." She kneeled next to him and shook his shoulder. "Dhm'Ni."

He didn't budge. He was still in a deep sleep until Nala decided to slap him hard on his cheek. The pain it brought got him moving. He inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with air before peeking an eye. "Go back to sleep, Nala. It's not time yet."

"Dhm'Ni. You need to get up. Something's wrong."

The worry in her voice got him moving. He thought she got hurt or something but when he glanced at her, he didn't smell blood but noticed her Awu'asa. "Why are you up so early? And dressed already?"

"No, I didn't! Look around you!"

He did as she asked and got what she meant straight away. He took a double-take of the hall, having the same reaction as her. "Where in Paya's name are we?"

"I don't know." She began to tremble, distressed from everything. "I don't . . . know."

"Hey." Dhm'Ni crawled to her and wrapped his body around to make her feel safe. "It's okay. We'll figure something out."

"But how?" She takes deep breaths. "We don't even know how we got here."

"Maybe it's a dream of some kind. Maybe something else. Do you remember anything after you fell asleep?"

Nala shakes her head, pulling away from him. "No . . . but I heard whispers and that's what got me to wake up." She stops when she hears it again. "There it is!"

Dhm'Ni checks around but doesn't hear a thing. "I don't—" But he hears them this time. They were muffled and too quiet to hear words but they were there. He glanced to where he thinks they are coming from, focusing on the end of the hall in front of them. "Sounds like they're coming from there."

Nala leaned on him. "Should we see who it is?"

Dhm'Ni didn't know what to do in all honesty. If he were in a familiar place and knew the layout, he would have gone in a heartbeat. But they weren't now. The hall was unknown to him but the architect was familiar. His ancestors once built many things when they were barely discovering the way to mold metal but this place seemed older.

"Maybe we should stay put and figure out a plan to—" By the time he looked back to Nala, she was already heading further in the tunnel. In the end, her curiosity got the better of her. She stopped around the corner and waved for him.

"Come on. Let's check it out."

Dhm'Ni sighed in defeat. How can she switch so suddenly? There was no use arguing in their current predicament. He shook his head and got to his feet, catching up with her to follow the voices.

The hall seemed endless. Nala felt like they were going around in circles with the voices being their only guide. Dhm'Ni stayed close to her, making sure she was safe.

"Do you have any idea where this might be?" Nala looks up to him.

"I don't know. But from looking at it, these walls appear pretty old."

"How old?"

"Like maybe . . . a couple of seasons or centuries-old in ooman terms."

Her eyes widened in astonishment. "Wow."

It was intriguing to look at like they were in a museum. A few times she'd seen some but not as interesting as this. Maybe it could be because of the unknown story behind or the fact that something inside told her that this was too familiar. She hadn't been here before but that's how she felt.

"Stop." Dhm'Ni yanked her back, almost pulling her arm out of its socket. "Hear that."

Nala listened and heard the whispers that began earlier. They were louder this time. "Yeah."

"Stay quiet." He whispered.

Both pressed their backs to the wall when they got to the corner. They kept the noise down, shuffling quietly. The whispers began to grow in volume until Nala could finally hear the words.

"We need to let them know."

"Patience, young one. All we'll be revealed in time."

"We don't have much time left! I don't know how much longer my body can hold."

They inched closer around the corner. When Nala got close enough, she peeked her head around and saw who the voices belonged to. From a distance, she could see three bodies gathered in one spot inside a massive dome-shaped room. It was ginormous. Three pillars ran from the base to meet at one point on the top. The same designs from the hall were also in the room but between the pillars, several murals on top of each other covered them. She couldn't see from where she was but they appeared impressive.

"What do you see, Nala?" Dhm'Ni whispered low enough so they wouldn't be discovered. It snapped her mind back to him.

"I see . . . a huge room with maybe . . . three people. I'm not sure who they are though."

She felt Dhm'Ni inch his body until it was pressed against her. She felt a wave of heat surge in her and her cheeks began to blush. If this is a dream, it's too real for me. Dhm'Ni peeked his head like Nala's and confirmed what she was seeing.

"Yeah. It looks like three in total. The two facing us are Yautjas but not sure about the third."

Nala looked again. She didn't have a great vision like Dhm'Ni so she had to focus harder on the small group. As Dhm'Ni said, the two were about the size of a Yautja with one being slightly bigger than the other. The third with their back turned to them was the smallest. Who are they? Her eyes formed slits to see better. Her brain felt like it was going to explode. As soon as she got enough focus, there was no doubt who they were when she saw the familiar Awu'asas of black and white.

Her body began to shake. Her heart pounding from the revelation. It drew Dhm'Ni's attention to her. "What's the matter?" He presses his hand on her shoulder and rubs it. "Nala?"

"It's them."

"Who?"

Her voice trembled, making it harder to form words. "Paya . . . and Cetanu."

Dhm'Ni's body froze immediately from shock. He took a double take on them, noting one had pure white Awu'asa and was female. The other had all black and was built bulky like a strong male. The flashback of when he saw Paya in his dream made it all clear.

It was them.

"It can't be . . ."

Nala felt the same way but it was true. She recognized them immediately so she figures they must be in another dream. This isn't reality . . . but it all seems too real. And Dhm'Ni's here with me no less. Is he having the same dream or it is my mind playing tricks?

The last person she didn't know who they were. They were smaller than either God but didn't appear intimidated by their presence. The person seems like an old friend to them. "Do you who's with them?" She hoped Dhm'Ni would know but he shook his head.

"Unfortunately, no. I have no idea."

That's not going to help at all . . .

She focused back when she heard footsteps and thought they'd been discovered. Instead, it was Paya walking closer to the mysterious person.

"You need to be patient." She recognized it as Paya's voice but softer than what she's used to. She watched as Paya reached towards the smaller form and patted the person's shoulder. "We have faith in you."

"But I don't know. I think they should read the book before it's too late."

Dhm'Ni pressed his mandibles to his mouth. "What are they talking about?"

Nala's interest peaked. Book? Are they talking about the one I found? She recalled the odd object hidden underneath the bed. No one should know about it but her unless they were watching and the only two were Sya and . . .

"I felt His presence. He's followed me and my clan to Homeworld. Who knows what he's plotting and I can't protect them forever. They need to know."

Cetanu hums. "Not yet, little one. We have to time it right."

The person's voice rang again with Nala paying more attention this time. It wasn't Paya's or Cetanu's. This one sounded softer and filled with worry. She played it back in her mind and something raised a flag. That voice . . . I've heard it before. She played it once more. It brought back the times she heard it when she tried to find Dhm'Ni and it led her to it . . . the times it came to calm her down . . . the time when it revealed the book to her.

It was the same one.

"Dhm'Ni." He looked down at her. "It's the voice."

"What voice?"

"The voice calling to us in our minds. The same voice."

"Really?" Now that he thought about it, she was right. Whoever it was, there was no doubt it was that person speaking to them. "But who is it?"

She wished she had an answer to that question. She was much interested in finding out as he was but she needed to get closer. Without thinking, she emerged from the corner and moved quietly towards them.

"Nala!" Dhm'Ni tried to whisper enough that they couldn't hear but Nala could. She heard him but chose to ignore it. Growling out of frustration, Dhm'Ni had no choice but to follow and hopefully bring her back.

She timed her steps carefully, making sure not to give away the tiniest sound. So far, it was working and Paya and Cetanu were too focused on the conversation to notice her. Nala kept her focus on the person with the voice, hoping to get a face to match it. But she got nothing but the back. Great . . . How am I going to see— She paused when she got a clear look at the person's Awu'asa. She recognized it by the unique look it had. The red lines over the silver color were all too familiar. When she looked up to the head, she was met with tresses of red and dark highlights. There was only one person she knew that had the same description.

It's her!

"Nei'hime?"

Nala was so shocked that she'd forgotten her situation and spoke louder than she should. She tried to stop it but it was too late. Dhm'Ni cursed inside, angry for Nala being such an idiot sometimes. He tried to salvage the situation and hoped he could get Nala and himself out of view. But by the time he got her arm, it was too late. The conversation between the three died along with their oblivious states.

There was no doubt . . . They were discovered.

Hello Everyone!

Sorry about the late posting. It's been a crazy week for me and I barely finished the chapter but I hope you enjoy it as much as the others.

But back to the matter at hand . . . The origin of the voice has been revealed!

We got Nala and Dhm'Ni having the same dream 'supposedly' and seeing the two Gods together talking to Nei'hime as Nala believes. But why is she here and talking to Paya and Cetanu no less?

What is the 'He' that they're referring to? What is their plan?

So many questions yet to be answered. And I'm sure they will be revealed in time.

Find out when Chapter 54 will hopefully be posted by next Friday (Unless things pop up. Changes will be posted on my Instagram).

Thank you NeverNeverLady, IanAlphaAxel, ClTex, HuntressQueen22, and Mariah for the wonderful reviews on Chapter 52. I hope everyone is doing okay as well. ;)

But stay safe and make sure to wash hands as much as possible. Stay healthy! :D

Thank you and Good Hunting! :))))