"They think I'm insane..." She said, whispering it in my ear as if I was her confidant, a friend that would keep her secrets. "I'm not." She added after a while, looking a little thoughtful as to my face expression and I nodded slightly, listening to the silence that surrounded us and moved to rise from the ground. Her cold fingers wrapping around my wrist stopped me and her nails cut into my skin. "Not yet." She hissed and a few seconds later, she dragged me up and we hurried down the wall.