You’ve been out for a while now, away from the camp. Exploring and whatnot, said you needed a break from the gang for some days to clear your mind. You were in New Hanover, riding on your horse until you noticed something making you stop in your tracks,an abandoned tore down cabin. It wasn’t a everyday thing to come across a scene like this, you walked inside the cabin The awful smell hitting your nostrils making you cover your nose with your t shirt.taking in your surroundings, You take notice that there was bunch of skeletons around the room it seemed of a long-dead cult that practiced rituals. The ‘leader’ had a note on the table next to him, you picked it up and read it. “At the second hour under the half moon” So you decided to wait till 2am,there was a green light casted above the cabin a moving object slowly flying around in circles making you confused and leaving your jaw hanging. You dashed out the cabin to only see the ufo flying away into the clouds disappearing, You rushed to saddleback onto your horse rushing back to the camp to share with the gang the encounter you just witnessed. Once you got back and told everyone,most of everybody laughed in your face and called you crazy and some even asked if you were drunk or high. You sat down on a rock feeling bit foolish and frustrated that no one believed you until you saw a familiar figure approaching you, it was Hosea Matthew. I believe you, he said to you.