(Time-Stilled World, 21 Kilometers from Forest Entry – Leo's Team, Day 2)
Almost an entire day had gone by since Leo and the others got separated from Raiden's group— and thankfully, nothing significant had happened during that time, as the last twenty-four hours passed in a haze of silent walking, cautious glances, and the ever-present weight of the forest pressing down on them from all sides.
Patricia adjusted the strap on her satchel with an irritated grunt, her boots sinking deeper into the mulch with every step.
"Are we even going the right way? Or are we just walking in fucking circles?" she snapped, glancing around at the seemingly identical trees stretching endlessly in all directions. "Because none of this shit looks different."
Leo didn't answer right away, he kept walking with the confidence of a man who knew exactly what he was doing, as he said, "We are moving in the right direction, don't worry. Just follow my lead–"
