Bartram glanced around the place, checking for anyone. He could not find the person his daughter was talking about.

"Luna, I can’t find anyone there."

"Father…"

"You found him; that is what you said."

"Yes, he was here."

Luna watched the expression on her father’s face change to one of concern. She knew that with the way he was looking at her, he probably didn’t believe her.

"We have to leave now." Bartram urged. "I don’t want you to stay here any longer."

Luna stepped closer to him. "You don’t believe me, do you?"

"I never said that." He defended. "We will talk about this later when we get to...