"We trigger the trap," Kaiser said.
No one looked pleased with the suggestion.
The white cubes stretched ahead through the dreary landscape, scattered among dead grass, crooked trees, and shallow pools of stagnant water. They looked watchful. They looked dangerous.
The tribesmen shifted uneasily.
One of them stared at the nearest cube as if he had only just discovered it, though they had already passed dozens during the journey. His brow tightened while he searched through memories that were no longer there.
"You wish to continue?" he asked.
"We came here to find Sloth," Ludwig replied. "Turning around because the road is dangerous defeats the purpose."
"You do not know what waits beyond these stones." The tribesman said.
"Neither do you," Kaiser said. "That is the problem."
The tribesman's expression darkened. "We know the way."
"No," Kaiser replied. "Your body knows something resembling the way. Your mind has been prevented from understanding it."
