While some citizens are still healing from the devastating attacks of a mysterious new enemy, the colony must remain diligent. Scouting teams are scouring the forest, searching for some clue to the enemy’s identity. Caleb attempts to retrace Keldon’s path, and His team scouts the western forest closest to the colony. Will the recent rise in tensions unnerve Caleb? Or will he keep his team focused on discovering the face of this new enemy?
Caleb lifted a fist as he knelt and stared into the forest through his rifle’s sights.
Derek coughed, muttering, “I’m the only one who can see you.”
With a glance at Derek, Caleb bit his lip. He took a few slow breaths staring into the dense woods. He studied the horizon watching the shapes that whirled there. He raised his radio and chirped, “Comms check.”
“Here,” Zeke’s voice echoed from the receiver.
“So are we,” Mika’s response came a moment later.
Derek knelt beside Caleb, examining their trail. Once satisfied, he tapped Caleb’s shoulder and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Caleb took a sharp breath and lowered his weapon. He leaned against the tree, scratching at his nose and continued to study the horizon. With a grunt, he spun to look at Derek and barked an order into the radio, “I want everyone to fall in on me, double time.”
“Roger that,” Engrim’s replied smoothly.
“Be right there,” Zeke answered.
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