You and Ross carefully make your way into the vast, endless grass field, your footsteps barely disturbing the towering blades swaying gently in the breeze. The air is thick and heavy with the scent of decaying grass, and the sun beating down on you is almost unbearable. Despite the heat, you two move slowly, your eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of life or escape. As you venture deeper into the grass, you cant help but feel a sense of unease creeping up your spines, the silence of the field only adding to the sense of dread that hangs in the air.

And the fact that you had only met this strange man a few moments ago. He said he was looking for his wife and son, and you just followed him suite.

"This field...it never seems to end."

Ross comments, his voice cutting through the oppressive silence that hangs in the air. He stops for a moment, looking out at the seemingly endless expanse of grass that stretches out before you two.

Ross turns to you, a wry grin on his face as he tries to lighten the mood.─"I bet the local soccer team never needs to buy grass seeds."

He says with a chuckle, gesturing out at the field that surrounds them.