Chapter 50

SOMA:

I peep from behind the rock we choose to take cover with as I look down into an environment that I would never expect to see deep into the woods. I do not see myself crossing through the route that we took to get here. But here I am, trying as much as possible to get a better view of the supposed location that has given us problems for the past two days.

“So, this is it?” I ask, directing the question to Leonard who was right beside me doing the same thing. What I can see down below is a group of men walking back and forth the whole supposed territory of theirs.

They all have one thing in common though despite their lack of features and recognition. And that thing was their black outfits with went with a black facial mask only giving out their eyes. If I can see clearly.

“Yes,” Leonard whispers as he responds to my question, “those men over there are the Black Lotu