[Something weird is going on, but Wanda can't quite put her finger on it. Everything is new enough that it doesn't seem odd that she keeps thinking she saw or heard something strange - just the forest playing tricks on her or too little sleep. Certainly nothing worth worrying about.
Nothing, that is, until they both hear the sound of a gun cocking. Instead of getting down, Wanda spins, power flaring to life in her hands, but--]
No one's there.
[Or more specifically: no one she can sense. But although Wanda lowers her arms, she doesn't dismiss the scarlet energy.]
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Nothing, that is, until they both hear the sound of a gun cocking. Instead of getting down, Wanda spins, power flaring to life in her hands, but--]
No one's there.
[Or more specifically: no one she can sense. But although Wanda lowers her arms, she doesn't dismiss the scarlet energy.]
--but I heard that too.