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When you awake in the morning, all is well. You expected otherwise, so it's a pleasant surprise. A quick look around tells you that Ishmael isn't around right now, not that you search particularly hard for the man - he has his business, and you have yours. You indulge in another breakfast of water and jerky before you head outside, stopping briefly to grab a coat from your truck. You're not sure if it'll come in handy against monsters or not, but the morning air is too damn chilly for you either way.
With your body still feeling the aches and pains of hauling heavy objects around all day yesterday, you decide to keep it relatively light and not fuss around with too much. No, you have a much more important objective in mind, one that might become a problem as the fog thickens over the coming days: visiting your Grandfather's cabin.
It's a long, long trek on foot. The path out to the road that leads to it is thankfully clear, and from there you're free to make the rest of the journey, but...well, it's not the easiest one. The road is muddier than yesterday, and your boots squelch in the mud with each step you take. It takes a lot more effort than you'd like, but worse yet is that it's impossible to travel with any measure of stealth this way.
Three hours into your trip, that unfortunate fact is both a blessing and a boon, as you hear something stumbling along the same path that you're on. Given how its gait suddenly changed and started rapidly coming in your direction, its likely that it heard you just as easily. When it rounds the bend, you almost drop your flashlight in shock.
It looks like a person, absolutely covered in writhing leeches. Several of them fall off with each step the person takes towards you - if there even is a person under all of that. You're not sure if it's someone being attacked by them, or if they're all part of the same monster. Either way, the sight sickens you, bringing bile to the bottom of your throat. Your hand reaches down to the knife strapped to your hip on instinct.
>Call out to them. Is there a real person under there? Someone needing help?
>Slash wildly at the leeches covering them. Monster under there or not, you've got to deal with the obvious threat first!
>Try to run past them, towards the cabin! You can't be too far away from it now, maybe twenty minutes at most if you run!
>Attempt to lose the figure, and the leeches, in the woods! Like hell are you going to try to deal with a swarm of parasites!
>Lay down and give up, just like your dad would. You can't fail if you never try to begin with. You'd rather ignore the problem than run the risk of fucking up while you deal with it.
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