The window of the carriage was opened; it was quiet and cold outside.
The forest was deadly silent in the night, the only thing that brightened up the area was the gentle moonlight.
Angele left the carriage quietly. There were blue light dots flashing in front of his eyes.
A dark-red string appeared in the forest. The string came from the carriage and quickly expanded deep into the forest.
Angele started following the direction pointed by the string.
He left the camp and the carriages quickly. About ten minutes later, he heard people talking ahead but the wind blurred their voices.
"If it wasn't for you, things would never end up like this!" It sounded like a middle-aged man.
"I told you that I don't know…" The other voice sounded speechless.
"We should've… You promised… Are you trying to…?" The man sounded a bit anxious but the important words were drowned out by the wind.
