Amon was currently standing still. His dark eyes looked in all directions cautiously. Everything was silent in the forest too silent, to the point it felt wrong. The cold wind flew through the forest, making a whistling sound.
It was slowly getting dark.
'It's already evening time right now.'
Though the sun was not visible, Amon could tell the time since his pager showed it. So he couldn't stay here for much longer.
He needed to find something fast to eat. Even if he didn't find any water, it wouldn't be a problem since he still had some water. But food? He had none.
And then he felt something.
A vibration ran through the ground.
It was silent, but he knew something was approaching.
Amon grabbed his sword and pulled out his hatchet with his left hand.
'Where is it coming from?' His black pupils moved from one side to another.
His heart beat faster with each second.
A single drop of sweat flowed down his forehead.
Gulp~
Just then, he heard a tree shaking.
