Chapter Five: An Old Friend
I cocked my head to the side again, and at this point I was getting rather tired of doing this, “You weren’t accepted by the Oak?” Hojan shook his head, “None of them can even find it. Whenever I try leading them to it they get lost.” Thirteen chimed in, “We even tried tying rope around a few of them and they just vanished. Fortunately, everyone we took out knew their way back here. We even tried to get eleven to help us.” I straightened my head and looked at Thirteen who’s long brown hair was falling on either side of her shoulders, “Is that how he lost his hand?” I asked. She shook her head, “No, that’s a different story.” I shook my head in confusion, “What happened with Eleven? How do you know you aren’t accepted?” Hojan took a deep breath and glanced at Thirteen who leaned over and patted him on the head. “Eleven and I went to the Oak. I was turned away before being let in. They told me I can gaze upon the glory of the Oak, but until I am redeemed...