Seventy seven

"Ethan, I know you." His hair was just too long for a man. His full black hair was dripping wet, like he just had a bath.  His masculine features were perfect and he's like a few inches taller than I am.

He was quiet like he isn't going to say anything or like he's dumb. He might shocked, that's expected. Shocked that someone, knew his name. This people hide their name a lot. These names, I never remember until I need them. When I have those dreams, I only remember their faces.

" You lived here?" I asked again, hoping he could speak.

After a long while of waiting, he finally spoke.

"Who are you?" He whispered.

"I'm Katrienair...." Just then, we heard footsteps. My fellows must have heard the noise. Ethan stood up alert.

"Who are you huh?!"He yelled. "I see you didn't come alone."He was holding his weapon again.

"Will you listen to me?" I said. "I mean no harm, I swear. You're one of us."

Julian and the others stormed in. They saw that he