As promised, James unfurled a worn map that depicted the intricate routes surrounding the dark forest as soon as they returned to the Dark Moon.
Liam's eyes locked onto the marked trails. His gaze was intense and focused. He studied the paths, his finger tracing the winding lines as if seeking guidance from the worn parchment.
"We need to plan our next move carefully," Liam muttered, his voice laced with nervous anticipation. "Nicole's out there somewhere, and we can't afford to waste any more time."
Without saying anything, they nodded in agreement, and all went to bed.
The night stretched on as Liam mulled over the map, his mind consumed with anticipation and nervous energy. The moon's gentle glow bathed the room, casting an ethereal light upon him.
Liam's eyes scanned the intricate paths, his fingers tracing the lines as he tried to absorb every detail. Every twist and turn of the routes danced in his thoughts, each one a potential path to finding Nicole.