Not long after, he heard Gunnar's footsteps coming back to their camp site.
"Holy shit….. What in the world…. I don't understand….. Those bats just..."
Howard's eyes became dangerously thin. "Those are not bats. They're something else entirely."
He looked around at the trees, and realized their repeating pattern.They all looked identical for miles and miles.
Howard gritted his teeth. How can he not realize it? He was so focused on vampires and vampire bats that he had forgotten that there were other forces out there. Others who were equally malicious.
"We're lost now. We'll never get out unless we convince it that its not fun to play with us."
"Convince what?" Gunnar furrowed his brows in confusion.
Howard looked at the mud on the ground. The fireplace they made had been swallowed already. It's rising up to reach their feet.
