Arthur made his way to the roof of the vehicle where there was a simple lawn chair and a pair of binoculars waiting for him. The setup was basic but functional – everything he needed for his watch duty laid out with military precision. He looked at the chair and binoculars with weary eyes, the weight of exhaustion still clinging to his shoulders like a heavy cloak.
Arthur rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands, trying to dispel the lingering fatigue that seemed to have settled into his very bones. A deep sigh escaped his lips as he took in his surroundings, the sound barely audible in the vast expanse of night that surrounded them.
