Kellen was on high alert as he kept following the sounds of the screams. The path he was on did begin to curve in that direction, and Kellen cursed under his breath softly as he kept moving.
He had to stab a few more vines, his second hand just covered in sap, and when the screams stopped, an awful feeling filled his gut.
That wasn't…that was never good.
Kellen tried to hear if he could pick up on anything else around him, like footsteps, other voices, anything, but he couldn't. He slowed down carefully, his eyes scanning the area for markers. He was still on the path, but he was now more cautious. Careful.
He felt like now that the forest was quiet, eerily so, that it had to have been a monster. He hoped it was a monster, and when he came into another clearing, he came to a halt just in the tree line.
