Xiao was sitting on his chair, around a campfire he made with his tent near him, looking through the pictures he’s taken throughout his loner adventures and admiring the scenes he once saw, a peaceful and nice night with the warmth of the campfire and the cool breeze

that is..until he heard some leaves crack, like steps near him, where he jolted up and pulled out his flashlight, pointing it to where the sound came from..but nothing was there..which peaked his anxiety…