"They still look decent enough to follow, that means the owners may actually be nearby." Don inputted with excitement. The idea that we were possibly close to our targets was enough to make the situation seem more urgent.
Meanwhile, i stared at the footprints and scratched the back of my head with a complicated expression.
"How long did it take for us to get here, again...?"
"Vic, did you say something?" Chelsea said.
"...No, don't mind me. Nevermind." I replied and looked back at the others.
Shrugging my shoulders dryly, i gave an empty smile and gestured forward at the path ahead.
The foot prints were all over the place, but they still led towards an obvious direction.
And on the other side, at the end of the trail...
"Well, shall we, everyone?"
Our targets were waiting patiently for us.
We followed the erratic, disorderly path of the foot prints and soon arrived at the final scene on the other side, until finally...
