Paul, Aiden, Adam, and Jay successfully found the route to Gelcius. The only thing that welcomed them was the fine ashes and dilapidated pillars of once known as the plaza. No homes, no electricity, or even lines to connect down to the ground. The Gelcius is a no man's land.
Aiden pointed his gun everywhere, just in case someone shot them from behind. It was silent for a couple of days as they camp out, surveying every nook of the rock boulders. Adam is the one assigned to survey sound waves, but there's nothing.
Time came when they trek halfway of Gelcius' country side, a snap of a branch halted them in their tracks, and Paul was the first one to look at the corners. Aiden skeptically stepped forward, locating the sound from a narrow alley of mountainous rocks, and pursed his lips. Paul squint his wrinkly eyes, and cleared his throat.
