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Trap hurriedly returned to the place where he left his new companions. He still had some sort of feeling, his skin crawling on his back, hair standing on his forearms and his neck. It wasn't the first time he noticed someone's murderous intent, it saved his life a couple of times. The problem was, he wasn't actually sure if he's the target this time.

He entered the tent but noticed none of his new companions. When he asked for Maple, he was told she left and went towards the vampire's cage. Trap sensed that something odd was going on and he first left his scribbles behind the buffet and then made his way towards the cage. He noticed Maple sitting in front of White, talking to her. Of course, it wasn't a friendly chat, it couldn't be. The shadows were giving him a perfect hideout, so he just sat down and watched the two women.