The old wooden floors of the councilors cabin creaked as a large man walked around, his steps heavy, shoes thumping against the floor. The moonlight shone in the cracked windows, shining an ominous glow over his figure.

He went through the back door, moving around the cabin and making his way down the path, heading toward one of the newly occupied lone cabins. It was built slightly off the path, the only signs of it being there was the dirt trail made by the many people who'd walked there, trampling any plants that could have grown.