Amdarh
Active Member
What would anyone do in the middle of the night, in the middle of the woods, in the middle of December? Apparently, a short man in jeans and a leather jacket, leaning on a tree. The tall beeches and oaks cast angry shadows under the moon light, and even the owls seemed angry in their hooting. It was a cold night, the man's breath condensating in the still air. He rubbed his arms to bring some warmth in his limbs and checked his phone. 1.37 am. Time to get moving.
The man stepped out of the large oak tree's shadow he had been hugging and picked the duffelbag lying on the floor with a couple of handles popping out. Despite his best efforts, every step seemed to create a deafening crunch as frozen leaves crumbled under his weight. Slowly, he moved towards the clearing he had spotted the day before.
Once he had a clear line of sight to the clearing but wasn't too close, he kneeled down and opened his duffelbag. A crossbow, machete and handgun were put aside until he finally reached the small handaxe and the nylon thread he was looking for. Working as silently as he could, he made notches in the tree barks and attached the nylon thread from trunk to trunk as a trip wire.
The man was nearly done when he heard ominous crunching noise coming from the woods. Picking his handaxe and crossbow, he moved furtively towards the origin of the noise, moving from one tree to the other.
The man stepped out of the large oak tree's shadow he had been hugging and picked the duffelbag lying on the floor with a couple of handles popping out. Despite his best efforts, every step seemed to create a deafening crunch as frozen leaves crumbled under his weight. Slowly, he moved towards the clearing he had spotted the day before.
Once he had a clear line of sight to the clearing but wasn't too close, he kneeled down and opened his duffelbag. A crossbow, machete and handgun were put aside until he finally reached the small handaxe and the nylon thread he was looking for. Working as silently as he could, he made notches in the tree barks and attached the nylon thread from trunk to trunk as a trip wire.
The man was nearly done when he heard ominous crunching noise coming from the woods. Picking his handaxe and crossbow, he moved furtively towards the origin of the noise, moving from one tree to the other.