'Dawn!' Quetz called her back. 'Where are you? Why do I feel that you are near me?'
Dawn started to walk deeper in the conservatory and to her shock she came across very thick fog. Right outside the fog, it was written, 'Do Not Cross. Habitat of Endangered Species.'
"Shit!" Dawn broke into sweat.
'What happened?' asked Quetz, his voice suspicious.
'What are you doing on this side of Ensmoire?' she asked him as sweat slithered down her spine and she rubbed her forearms to subdue the fear forming in the pit of her stomach.
'I have come here to catch my prey. This place is abundant in food. It seems there's a marsh on the other side of the fog and somehow small animals find their way inside Ensmoire.' He screeched with excitement. 'It is one of the finest places for food!'
