It was at that moment, that Tammy felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up, to find Robert looking down upon her.
"Plotting an escape?" he asked.
Tammy kept her mouth shut, afraid of what was about to happen.
"Bad idea to try one at the moment anyways," Robert said, as he pulled out his phone. He tapped it a few times. "Recorded this an hour ago."
He showed the phone to her. Tammy's face paled, as she saw a bear eating what looked to be an escaped pig.
"Pretty big one," said Robert. "At least it was a pig that was eaten, and not you. So, you were just out here, looking up at the stars, right?"
Tammy gulped, and nodded.
Robert smiled. "I like watching them too. Got a good view of them from my room, which overlooks this area." He looked at the fence. "Father once wanted to put in a pond here, but he could never get it to hold water. Still, the retaining wall proved useful to stop escape attempts via digging. Let's go for a little walk."
Nervously, Tammy stood, as Robert held onto her. As they walked, Tammy watched as Robert named the stars, from the Mighty Hunter, to that one that looked like a spoon. They hadn't gone far, when they got to the spot that she'd been digging at.
"Great way to trip and sprain an ankle," said Robert. He effortlessly shoved the dirt back in, and stomped on it.
They then resumed walking, Robert continuing to name the patterns in the stars.
Soon enough, they entered the barn, and walked to Tammy's room.
"Nothing like a nice walk to burn off some nervous energy before sleeping," Robert said, as he removed part of the covers on the bed. "Let's get you tucked in, nice and snug."
Tammy watch Robert, as she slipped into the bed, worried that he'd use some restraints on her. Instead, Robert simply tucked the sheets in, kissed her upon the forehead, and walked out. In a way, that was even worse. She knew that Robert knew that she'd been planning to escape. Then there was the bear - she was sure that the pig had been planted to bring it around. Then there was the calm way he'd talked to her, as if he wanted her to trust him. Tears fell down her face, as she cried herself to sleep.
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