Matthew, Sasha and Pix arrived at the camp a while later, only to find that everything was in disorder. The furniture were flipped, the cabinets were open and muddy footprints everywhere.
"What happened here?" Matthew asked no one.
"I honestly expected worse for a camp." Pix said.
Sasha looked at the floor and noticed something. There was a bead the size of a thumb. She picked it up and examined it.
"This… Is from my people." She said in a gasp.
"Your people?" Matthew turned to her.
"Yes, warriors of our tribe wear a bracelet made from these beads tied together."
“Warriors huh? By the looks of it, they ransacked this place. What were they looking for?”
“They were definitely looking for me. Your friends must’ve gotten into a fight with them before being taken away.”
Matthew shook h
