Bunch of cowards! Idiots! Who do they think they are? Parading around the empty camp, the large man kicked empty cans that lay helplessly about. The sun was greyish blue, setting down the horizon and casting a wild glow on the camp. The whole camp had gone with their guides into the woods, leaving it empty. As he looked around the camp, a feeling of nostalgia crept through him. For a minute, he softened, lowering his eyes to the ground. He had grown up here. This was his world. He knew these terrains, every slope up the mountains, the zigzag road in the deep forest that led to the other part of the land, every trap that had been set for the animals by the former inhabitants. He could walk around with eyes closed. Nobody knew this area as well as he did. Whoever stepped foot here dug their
