Walk

As I laid on my back watching the sky I finally decided that it is time to get up, so I did or at least tried. My body was still hurting so it took a couple of tries.

I don't have any reliable means of telling the time and I am no survival expert so I can't just read the sun or whatever they do, so the most I can say is that it moved quite a lot, it just passed midway, I think.

And so I start following the road, the smoke is still coming out and I can see what seems to be a few houses, the only problem is the distance, it looked close when I was running but it actually is quite far, I'm lucky I was on the hill otherwise I wouldn't have even seen it over the uneven terrain.

As I walk following the road, not on it because it just looks awful and I am not ruining my boots by walking into what I assume to be animal feces mixed with mud. I start thinking back on all that happened to me in the last day, it hasn't even been a full day merely a few hours and I feel like I have a story good enough to tell to my descendants for generations to come, with a few changes, after all, no one needs to know that I trembled in fear or cried while running through a forest with an unknown entity running right behind me.

I let out a small chuckle at the thought only to start focusing on the actual situations, mainly am i dead and in some sort of purgatory, where my mettle gets tested against the unknown. Or did i run into a mutant that escaped from who knows where, or am I dreaming, although the burning pain that I feel quickly dismisses that idea.

I need information and I hope that I find humans living in that settlement, otherwise, ignore the scary stuff I'll sooner die of thirst and hunger.

As I keep following the road the scenery starts changing from green fields to golden ones, it seems that there are indeed people here, and they farm what looks like wheat or barley or some golden grain, not only that but its most likely harvesting season right now as I can see patches that have been harvested already.

I wonder where the villagers are and why I can't see any machines, are they some isolated community that uses only hand tools and obviously animals judging by the smell. That is one of the many questions I have about what happened to me, yet there are no answers and all I can think about is baseless speculations, I hate this so much.

I have to make a let us call it a battle plan for when I interact with the villagers, what if they speak another language, I could probably communicate with signs. But what if they are hostile, well then I am most likely done, I don't think I can run anymore, I am barely walking as it is right now.

Another problem is my lack of money or identification, it was all on the horse, will they even believe me, what will I tell them. 'Hello there I just happened to ride my horse through the forest before getting pushed onto a liquid tree by a dark shadow then I woke up nearby and almost got killed by a mysterious entity', I don't even believe this and it happened to me.

While walking I spot something by the edge of the road, a sack made of a yellowish material and some tools, as I thought they are basic farming tools, of poor quality may I add, do they make them themselves? I wonder how they do it, did they set up a forge and just beat the metal into shape, its really bad quality.

Here I am in possibly the most dangerous situation of my life and all I can think about is if these people make their own tools, I'm so tired.

Let's just hope everything is going to go just fine, after all, hope is all I have left at this point.