The palm grove was pitch black, despite the fine weather, because the palm trees were too tall and dense, blocking out the moonlight and the stars.
Yusuf Zuck moved forward cautiously, his telekinesis leading the way. His eyes couldn't see beyond a dozen meters, but his telekinesis could cover everything within a fifteen-meter radius.
About seven or eight minutes in, lights and voices appeared ahead, causing Yusuf to slow down and seek out obstacles to move forward discreetly.
"Phew," after another twenty or thirty meters or so, Yusuf saw the source of the light up ahead. It was a row of wooden houses, about a dozen in size, adorned with colorful fairy lights and bright incandescent bulbs illuminating the surroundings.
The voices came from a corridor bridge, where a group of Caucasians and Africans were grilling barbecue and drinking beer.
