His breathing was hoarse and his voice was low, his mouth curled into a smile. "It has." He came to his feet, holding out his hands, "Why don't you come give Gandal a hug?"

"I saw what you did to those wolves, how am I sure you wont eat me?" Threw an apple into the air and caught it.

"You can never be sure." He winked, the smile growing larger.

She kept the apple in her hand as she walked towards Gandal, "Don't try anything." She hugged Gandal.

Gandal patted her back awkwardly, he was going to eat here... but now. He fell to the ground, gasping. The veins around his eyes started to pulse, the blackness flushing away as quick as it arrived.

She knelt down in front of gandal and put a hand on his shoulder, "Gandal?"

He felt new, refreshed, "Where the hell am I?" He mumbled.

"At an apple tree near the forest in the west." She stood up and held her hand out.

"How'd... I get here?" He mumbled, taking her hand and getting to his feet. His knees buckled and he fell back into dirt. He moaned, pain running up his back.

"...Do you have amnesia or something?"

"No. Last thing I remember was seeing... Herobrine." His last word was muttered under his breath.

"You don't remember the curse...." She made sure her bangs were still covering her face, which they were.

"Curse?" His head was cocked to the side, "The curse?" Wait... he saw something flash past... a memory, he saw his hand delve into a stomach. He heard the words, "Curse, Victoria, Dead, Live," ring through his head rapidly. "What is this curse?" He gasped, "Have you got it?"

She lifted up her head and removed her bangs, her eyes white. "I am afraid so..."

Very far away from the others, she gets to shore after what seemed like an endless ocean. Once on shore she makes fake footprints leading away into a forest. She erases the real ones and flips her boat to act as a wooden tent. Her eyes couldn't stay open any longer so she went under her boat/shelter and sleeps.

Gandal moved back, struggling to find his feet, "No..." He stood, his legs still shaking but he found the courage to remain standing.

She put a hand on his shoulder and smiled, "I am fine though, and so is my sister, she does not have the curse, and i have tended to keep it that way, as long as she's okay, so will I be."

(does he have the curse still?)

(No, the memories of his old life brought the curse, away.)

He shook his head, "I just need some time to think about these things..." He mumbled, turning and slowly walking away. This couldn't be right, she can't of had the curse. If she did, wouldn't the girl be ripping into him? Nevertheless, he was frightened. Frightened of what happened. He remembered being given the curse. Those white eyes flashing, the hand delving into his chest. Did he still have the curse?

(encase you guys haven't noticed I left this RP)

(Why?)

(( coz were cannabalising lol ))

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Shadow saw a figure running across the square like ground.

(Who is this figure?)