My clothes were dripping wet by the time I swam across the river and to the other side. I dragged myself to the cabin and removed my wet clothes.

The cabin was silent and a bit disarranged. I wondered if anyone has been here since the third ritual.

I found a comfy woolen sweater and quickly pulled it over my head. This was a comfortable hideaway until I was ready to go back to our town as king as no one from the beast town came in this ...