Chapter 739

The farther Ryan walked from the cave, the faster his heart pounded. He'd never been a believer in ghosts, and that wasn't changing today or ever. He figured Freya was hallucinating. Either that, or she'd seen an unfamiliar animal and mistaken it for a ghost. Confusion gnawed at Ryan. Freya had been so scared she'd run back to the cave after seeing the so-called ghost. Yet, Sherry hadn't reacted the same way or cried out in fear. He wondered if some unknown creature had attacked her. "No way!" Ryan's eyes reddened as he tightened his grip on the knife. "You'll be fine, Sherry!" Though his words were directed at her, they were also a reassurance for himself. Suddenly, a rustling sound came from ahead, startling him, followed by the abrupt appearance of a dark figure. Ryan's heart lurched, and instinctively, he raised the knife to his chest. "Who's there?" Then, he heard a voice saying, "It's me, Sherry! What in the world are you doing, Ryan?" Upon closer inspection, he realized