Lucas went back home, packed some food, gave him some food, and went back to where the boy was. The boy ate like he hadn't eaten in days. 

"so what's your name?" Lucas asked.

"Zeke," The boy answered.

Lucas stared at Zeke.

"Do you need something?" Zeke asked.

"No it's just, you remind me of someone,"

"Who? Maybe I've heard of them,"

"Doesn't matter they're dead anyways,"

"I'm sorry for your lost,"

"Don't be, it was years ago,"

Silence filled the atmosphere.

"I have a question," Lucas said.

"Hm?"

"Were you the guy who saved me from those hunters?"

"Oh, yeah I did,"

"Why? I mean you could have killed me yourself,"

"I hate people like that, I lost everything to those types of people. Makes you wonder, how they even go on with their lives?"

"I don't know"

"..."

"So where did you come from?"

"I'd rather not say where I came from, but I can tell you where I once lived."

"Where?"

The boy sat up and look at the night sky.

"There, my home is up there."

Lucas looks up confused.

"The sky?"

"Mhm, it's where I was born. I wanna go back but I'm unable to..."

"Is that why you look- well, unique."

"I guess so."

Suddenly, a voice is heard from a distance.

"Lucas? Where are you?" Lucy asked, concerned.

"Ma?

"Lucas, what are you doing here?"

"I was talking to him.

"Who?"

"Him-"

Suddenly, Zeke was gone.

"Well, I guess he's gone."

"I think you might have been sleepwalking, let's go back inside dear."

"Oh, okay ma..."

Lucy leads Lucas back into the house."