After a while of walking, we finally saw a camp in sight. The camp itself was one of those old buildings in the ruins that had been modified with carefulness, and it seemed the people that had modified it had a lot of time to do so. There were wooden structures that extended over the places where the storm of time had yanked off some parts of the edifice, and the roofing structure also seemed refurbished and complete. There were several ropes hanging down from the roof that rounded the building.
And before the building there was a barricade of sharp woods bound together to form a wall around the building.
As we walked along the road and towards the building, the sound of my step suddenly gave way to something that seemed to sink and deflect it. The ground was suddenly harder, but I paid no attention.
