I rushed into the clearing, the others following behind me and I could see the evidence of a fight that happened here.

"Thought you said that you cleaned up the whole area, Epsilon?"

"I did, but this, this is new. At most, this probably happened later on, most likely late evening into the early morning hours."

Nodding my head, we slowly started our search over the whole area. Out of all the things that happened, this was one of the worst things. And to top it off, it just had to be in the same place where five scientists were killed.

Doyle had departed from us half ways through the search, but we didn't really question him about it when he did come back. Glancing up at him, he had a bit of a smirk on his face.

"The two of them, they're still lingering around. Abby's jet, it's cold so and doesn't look like they'll be taking off anytime soon. Which means for us, it will be hard for the two of them to get away."

"Good job mate, now all we got to do is catch up to them and bust them. And when we get them, I can try some of my works on them both to get the truth."

Walking up behind David, I smacked him on the back of his head and shot him a glare.

"We don't need use your methods, when we can simply just ask them questions. Plus, you're really not on Miranda's good side, Bara. So for now, keep your methods in your head. Any idea where they went off too, Doyle?"

"They're following a bunch of tree scratches. Apparently, someone took off running and the person went after them."

Looking at Epsilon, he nodded his head and we all followed Doyle. It was mainly quiet for the most part, till we could hear a bit of laughter and some bickering. And it sounded like they weren't alone. Breaking through a layer of tree branches, I saw the two of them helping someone out.

He was a man, probably no more than his late fifties at the most, his brown hair thinning and graying, but looked as though he stayed fit. He was covered in bandages, bruises, and dried blood probably from head to toe. He noticed the four of us guys, and I could see curiosity blooming in his bright, gray eyes.

He waved us down, and that motion caught Abby's attention. Doyle laughed a small bit as she stood up, and got ready to fire at us.

"Same team, Abby. Don't forget that."

"And to think we could get away for a while."

"Cute how you think you could get away. Well Abby, between you and me, you can't get away from me."

I could hear Miranda groan a small bit, and she rested a hand over her eyes. Sliding down the small slope, I came down to the three of them and raised an eyebrow at Miranda.

"Out of you three, you got the most explaining to do with me, Miranda. Don't think I'm going to forget."

"I get it already, so don't rub it in any further. But right now, I like you to meet James Anderson-Grey, he's the husband to my dad's cousin."

"Like the guy that creates journals on his expeditions and publishes them?"

"The one and only, and it's a pleasure to meet you all. Now, why don't we all stop hanging around here and get moving. This is no place to spend hours on end talking about every little detail about what is happening now, for who knows if the enemy is still lurking in the shadows."

I believe Paul was glad to have me back at his house, because the moment we were able to be alone with no one watching us, he had me in his arms and his face was pressed against the top of my head.

"You kind of, well more or less, had me freaked out when we found out that you two were gone. We don't need any more incidents going on, while everything else is happening. So for now, no more adventures, we just focus on your memory and training."

"Is that all, we are going to be focusing on?"

"And questioning your second-cousin, here. But now, we'll be keeping eyes on both you and Abby. Oh, and David wants to try some basic procedures on you, by the way. So be ready."

Groaning a small bit, I shoved myself away from Paul and he merely let out a heavy sigh. Folding my arms across my chest, I stared down at the floor.

"Look, I know you don't like to do things like this, but it's not much of a choice that we have here. We got to get things done, and sometimes we have to do stuff against things that we initially agreed upon."

"Agreed upon what? Mostly, you've been making the decisions and I'm still trying to have a say. The only major say that I had, was weeks ago. And that was me saying that I'm staying out of this whole Argost ordeal, but you all had to come and drag me back into this!"

He sat down on the edge of the bed, and removed the sunglasses from his amber-brown eyes.

"Yeah, we did drag you back into this whole mess, huh? But you did drag yourself out, with your sister, into the woods and found your dad's cousin. And us guys, we followed you into that. I did say that you were staying out of it, and that couldn't be kept. So, you can be angry at me for all I care."

"And what will that accomplish?"

"Nothing I guess, but at least now we got some more answers. So maybe, it will keep David away from your head for a bit longer?"

"Can we go for a walk in the woods? I know, we just got back from a wooded area, but I'd like to have some peace and quiet, and I didn't get that when I was out with Abby."

He reached out for my hand, and I grasped it gently as he dragged me out of the room and through the house. I could see Epsilon talking with James and David was listening while they were hanging out in the kitchen; and taking a quick glance into the living room, Abby and Doyle were just barely starting to argue with each other from different sides of the room. Slipping out through the back door, and out into the woods.

Paul didn't say a single word to me as we walked, but I slowly realized that the path that we were following was to the location where I had been ambushed. The first place where this whole mess began.

His fingers played around with my red hair, braiding it then dragging his fingers slowly through each braid. I kind of laughed a small bit, but I soon stopped when we got to the area.

My fingers laced through the scratch marks that lingered on some of the trees, and I looked at the scene all around me. Even though the snow was now gone, I could still feel the coldness settle down on my skin, like the day when Argost first showed his face.

I was plunged into the snow, like a ragdoll thrown down onto the ground. I slowly rose up from the snowy ground, and looked at him as he came close to me.

"You're dead Argost, there's no way you could have been brought back. Not for a third time."

"But dear Dr. Grey, no one can keep me dead truly forever. All you need is a simple tale and bring it to life. With a bit of magic involved."

He laughed a small bit, and I jumped out of his way as he lunged at me. I could feel the fear run through me, as he got ready to lung at me again.

"Gokul, that's how."

"What about him, Miranda?"

"That's how Argost came back. He came back by magic. Gokul, he brought the Wendigo story to life, Paul."

He gave me a look that was telling me that I was crazy, but I could see that my words were pondering around in his head. It all soon finally clicked, and he quickly sent a message to Epsilon on what I told him. Leaning up against Paul, I stared at the field one more time before he turned the both of us away so we can return to the house.