"What do you mean?"
But the old woman was already walking away. Her stick tapped against the dirt with each step supporting a bent back.
"Get inside my house first," she called over her shoulder. "Then I can tell you something that might help."
I stood there unsure of what to do. Looked at Aria.
She looked back and said flatly. "I'm not going anywhere. And besides, I'm not interested in some tale from an old woman fabricated by her own imagination."
The old woman paused mid-step. Just for a second. Then kept walking.
I turned back to Aria. "I know it could be useless. But there's still a possibility she's not lying. Also, looking at how creepy everything around here is, I won't be surprised if she turns out to be that classic old granny from the tales who ends up being the actual demon we're hunting."
She looked at me with pure disgust in her eyes.
"Come on. It's not like we were doing anything useful out here. And I bet her made-up story will at least be entertaining."
