"I should warn you all that wherever I'm going, most of you won't survive."
"So you better all go back and follow the others. Not me." Our bored gamer warned the thousands of people that were on his heels.
"We don't trust you, Sir Guardian!"
"We won't be safe without you!"
"We don't even know where we are!" The people responded in an angry voice.
From the 300,000 prisoners, there were probably about more than half of them who chose to take the risk by following our good gamer.
"Okay then. It's your life." Clark replied in a helpless shrug. He had done everything he could for them and if they were going to survive what was to come, it would be up to fate and luck.
A few hours of moderate walking later and the sun was beginning to set in the horizon. It did not take a long time for darkness to embrace everyone.
"Okay! We will stop here for the night!" Clark instructed the 190,000 people around him.