Lucas's job was to protect the villagers who hid in a large hut, far from the burning village.
He got the direction from Mr Snow after some little chit chatting, through telepathy. It would be much better if he had spoken words, than suddenly voicing a message through his mind.
"The villagers should be around here" He said, walking closer to an abandoned looking thatched shack.
The complete silence of the environment could make one turn around without cross checking for any inhabitants.
Getting closer to the door, which was of course locked, he knocked quietly,
"Hey, is anyone there?"
None responded. But he could hear the sound of trembling bones and hearts, beating faster than ever.
'That was a bad idea. They would think I'm a demon in disguise, trying to get their attention. I better get in, through a portal leading inside.' He thought.
Meanwhile, inside the large thatched shack, the remaining survivors held tight to dear life.
