On the next day as usual Jude woke up and went outside to see if everything changed back to normal. But he saw the same market instead of the normal forest. But for some reason the market was extremely quiet. He wondered why.
As Jude emerged from the shelter into the morning light, his expectation of a return to normalcy was met with a disconcerting sight, the bustling marketplace, which had dominated the landscape for days, now lay eerily quiet and still.
The usual cacophony of voices and activity was conspicuously absent, replaced by an unsettling silence that hung heavy in the air. Jude's footsteps echoed softly on the cobblestone pathways as he navigated through the deserted stalls, a sense of foreboding settling over him.
