Chapter 3Deciding your backpack is pertinent to your outing, you turn around to head back home to retrieve it. You figure you've mostly been walking in a straight line, so if you follow the same idea back, you should be able to find the road again. At the very least, the road shouldn't be too far away. The darkness makes your trekking difficult, however. You find yourself constantly bumping into trees and tripping over roots that stick up out of the ground.Through the difficult terrain, you push your way forward, stumbling and falling over from time to time. You feel like you've been walking this way for an hour, but you can't seem to find the road again. The once calming sound of cicadas begins to gain a creepy edge that worries you deeply. Worn out from the fruitless walking, you lean against a tree.It's been long enough in the dark that you're able to make out most of your surroundings. From what you can tell, there isn't much in the way of shelter going on. You're determined that your bac
Chapter TwoYou've never left your home before, so you decide to walk the safer path to the next village over. Just outside of the village is a small wooden sign that welcomes you to Pottersville. It looks rustic, but not threatening. When you enter the village, you see quaint little houses, with occasional small stores mixed in. Everything about Pottersville seems very open and inviting to you.As you walk along, an old man sitting on a rocking chair waves to you and calls after you, saying, "Hello! I've not seen you around these parts before. What brings you to Pottersville?" You......say you've just left your home town for the first time and wanted to see what was in the next village over....say something nonchalant like "this and that" and keep walking on....ignore the man entirely and continue on your way.