"Who are you?" Vincent demanded quietly, "What are you doing here?"
Delaney was frozen, afraid to move. But knowing whatever had been watching her was now standing this close behind her, she felt the urge to roll over and face it. Vincent was still very tense though, even as he rolled onto his side and snatched his breeches from the ground. Moving quickly, he pulled them on and laced them up.
"Why are you here?" he asked, sitting up, "Why have you been watching my wife?"
Delaney heard heavy breathing from behind her now and more leaves shuffling. Finally, she could stand it no longer. Glancing at Vincent, she quickly rolled over to finally face the thing that had been terrifying her for days.
Standing in the trees only a short distance from them, was a woman. She had strange, piercing light-blue eyes and was hunched over holding a wooden staff that appeared to be needed when she walked.
