Leaning against the colorful tree trunk with his arms crossed, Charles's brows were deeply furrowed as he thought about the strange man in the tree hole.
He associated the man's behavior with that of the rope people, and an idea suddenly popped into his head. Is there something terrifying in this forest that requires one to act like the rope people to survive?
Watching the alert rodents in the distant forest, Charles felt a bit more at ease. Even if such a thing does exist, my group won't be caught completely off guard.
A few minutes later, Linda's calm voice came from inside the tree hole. "Come in, everyone. He's regained some human instincts."
Charles immediately led the crew inside. The flickering firelight revealed a sight that made everyone pause.
The Mudman had shed the sludge from his body, exposing his abnormally pale skin.
To everyone's surprise, the perfectly-featured Mudman was, in fact, a man. No one had considered this before.
