Winnie covered her head and crouched on the ground, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her, and she couldn't care less.

This whole time she muttered to herself and didn't know what to say.

"Winnie." Gale called out.

There was no response.

Has she gone crazy? Or insane? Did something inside her finally snap?

Gale wanted to go over and listen to what she was muttering, but she was stopped by Shawn.

"Be careful, she might hurt you."

"Is there something wrong with her?"

"I do