Chapter Thirty
It took some effort for Matthew to pull himself from his memories as they reached the entrance to the moor, especially as a chilly breeze skated along its surface, forcing the scents of nature up his nostrils. Those scents he knew so well and had been enjoying for so many years.
“Okay,” Noah said tentatively, giving a small smile as Matthew turned around, having almost forgotten the boy was there. “Any idea what we should be looking for?”
Matthew sighed heavily. “Sadly not, kid. Isaac or I have been up here every morning after… well, you know what… since all this kicked off and haven’t found a damn thing. I think we’re wasting our time to be perfectly honest, but I guess we’ll never know unless we try.”
Noah shrugged. “Who knows, maybe today will be different. We’ve defi
