USING GHOST-STEPS

Alex, disappointed and frustrated, remained in the same spot for over 3 hours, sitting on the ground in the middle of the forest at midnight without any form of light or warmth. He just kept on looking at the Skin crawler's screen interface, waiting to see if it has found a solution to his current predicament.

Loading… that was the only thing that was on the screen interface and Alex was growing tired of seeing that word over and over again. He looked up to the sky with an angry expression.

"You unforgiving universe, why can't you just leave me be?" Alex looked up, waiting for some kind of reply, but he didn't receive any. The only thing that he saw up there was the moon dimly lit and the stars shining brightly.

Croak! Croak! Croak!

The sound of frogs inharmoniously croaking filled his ears and infuriated him the more.

['Forget about it, we were born cursed.'] Al said lazily.

['You're the one that was born cursed.'] Alex retorted.