Heading South

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“Now we have to start making tracks,” Max reminded them. Being there for a week with the same routine every day had given them new habits. Some of them might not be used to waking up before the sun came up, but now they opened their eyes naturally before the light came in and blinded them. Max looked around. “If we leave food scraps or fire pits, their traces might be erased by wild animals passing by, reptiles, or even the footprints of large beasts we haven’t fully encountered here yet.” He and Anna had only encountered a few types of animals, such as bears, which left the strongest impression. On the first day, they saw it devouring one of their companions, and it wasn’t clear at the time whether Mr. Mark’s death was caused by the bear’s attack or if he had already died before the be

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