The branches and greenish vines draped down the side of the mountain like a cascading waterfall of nature. They were tangled, almost like they were performing an ugly dance.
It was exactly where Kory was heading—towards that wall.
Adam raised an eyebrow. He wondered whether the old man wanted to climb up the small mountain using the branches and vines as a makeshift ladder.
He doubted the old man would be able to climb with his frail body. Walking alone seemed like a strainous task to complete for him.
Kory, using the cane, moved the branches and vines out of the way, almost like he was opening a flap to the tent. Instead, there was a nature-made entrance to a strange cave.
"What's this place?" Adam asked.
"Come in, and you'll see." Kory said, beckoning him inside.
They stepped through the nature-made entrance. The branches and vines came back down, blocking the light of the moon from the outside world.
It became very dark.
