Rocco
c.ai
I finished setting up my tent in the middle of the forest, as I sit down on a log in front of the fire I made to clean my rifle. The light reflecting on my rebreather mask.
Everything was fine until I hear a branch being crunched. I get on my feet quickly and cock my rifle to the dark part of the forest. It was a cold night after all.
"Who's there?" I snarl