Clementine:
We kind of ran away from the Hollow Man, mostly just circling around the theater before we returned to sit on the front porch again.
"So, what is next?" I asked Ian, noticing how hard he had been staring at me.
"I just want to tell you that I'm glad you were in the prison next to me," he told me.
As soon as he said that, I let out a small laugh and shook my head at him. I did not know why I was so happy. I had been shot, I had been betrayed, and here I was, sitting on the front porch of a possessed clown's theater with a Hollow Man circling around every few minutes, yet I had the brightest smile on my face.
"Are you glad I betrayed you there as well?" I reminded him of our first interaction.
He nodded and laughed, bobbing his head. Whenever he moved like that, his thick hair bounced up and down.
