The Road and the Shadow of Civilization
The stream led us through a maze of tangled undergrowth and fallen trees, a labyrinth of shadows and whispers. We walked for days, our bodies aching, our minds weary, our hope dwindling.
We found a deserted logging road, a narrow strip of asphalt that wound its way through the dense forest. We followed the road, our footsteps echoing in the silence, our eyes scanning for any sign of civilization.
We reached a small, abandoned logging camp, a cluster of dilapidated buildings nestled in a clearing. The camp was deserted, its windows boarded up, its doors locked. But it offered shelter, a temporary refuge from the elements.
We found a working generator and managed to restore power to one of the buildings. We found a radio and managed to contact a ne
