We search through the rubble of the once-thriving stronghold, all the people that were left were their torn bodies, limps and blood scattered. Searching through the pieces we found the remains of food and tools, we take them as the people that rest here won’t need the supplies anymore. We leave this place as there is no point and it won’t be safe there because of the bodies of the creatures. The body’s will gather more of the beasts just as much as light attracts bugs. As day turns to night we made a splint for my leg so I can walk better than normal. We built up a small blockade on a high shelf for the night.

The next day while eating lunch we notice a large figure in the distance, its hands looming close to the floor. Its waist and above are not visible due to the fog above. The lights go out as we travel towards the figure, “why exactly should we head toward the figure, Wouldn’t it be dangerous.” “Yeah, but I’ve never seen it and it seems important.”