The van stopped in front of the massive forest, reaching all the way to the horizon, no end in sight.
In front of the forest, a massive parking lot was built just for the purpose of hunters to have a place to park their vehicles and enter the forest through the entrance, which had a path leading deep inside the forest.
Anyone who used the path couldn't get lost. The forest itself was paradise for hunting.
Six elderly men and one youth with beautiful white hair left the van with their own backpacks hanging from their shoulders.
The six elderly men strapped their guns on their backs, and made sure the strap was tight enough to not hinder walking.
Isaac was empty-handed but Malcolm's bullets were on his backpack. However, he wasn't that pleased of the arrangement, and hoped that they would let him use the hunting rifle, at least once.
''Here.'' Leonardo took an orange vest from the van and gave it to Isaac, ''Just in case.''
