Chapter 9: Torrey

"Hey Mr., are you O.K.?" 

I turn around and a little boy of about 5 with bib overalls on, stands in front of me and stares.  Focusing on him, I answer calmly and smile.  "Yes.  I am.  Thank you for asking."

Trying to decipher exactly where I am, I scan the area for any landmarks but all I come up with is a townhall and what looks to be the post office.  As of the moment, all I know is that I am in a very small town and it looks like there are mountains all around us.  Perhaps even a national park by the way hikers are walking down the street. 

I can tell they are hikers, because they all have those seemingly standard hiking boots and backpacks.  Not to mention, they are carrying their phones around and taking pictures in front of the old time townhall.  Wondering how on earth I got here, I try to jog my memory but fail hopelessly.

Chucking this up to another one of the soul eater's games, I wait for th