Doubtful

Harper thought about the entire happenstance on her way back to the camp. She does not have a watch but she guessed it was already 1 in the morning. The night has deepened, making everything look pitch black. A large cloud has also covered the moon and with it, the only source of light she can have at this time.

The late-night stroll caused her about 13 minutes until she reached the camp. Now, everything was brighter with the torches at the trunk of the trees, placed sturdily.

However, everyone’s asleep. It was only her that was awake. She doesn’t recognize the tent where Shahila was staying but every tent in the area looked the same. And every tent’s light was off so Harper guessed Shahila has gone back to sleep as soon as she arrived.

The window where she passed when she gone out was now closed, locked inside. A small worry crossed her mind. That only meant one thing: someone knew she was out of the camp. She clicked her tongue and looked at the door. She wondered if someone woul