Rustle... Rustle...

‘Footsteps?’ Adrian abruptly stopped by some prints on the ground amidst a clump of grass, studying them carefully. He had been journeying north since morning and had now stumbled upon signs of human presence, though no actual people were in sight yet. Recognizing these signs meant he had a chance to escape this place. Thus, he followed the footprints and other traces, forging ahead until he finally encountered living beings.

Having spotted those traces earlier, Adrian had