A storm is coming

Hearing voices Morgan quietly follows the thin path laid before him, where he sees a group of two men and three women. They all look relatively harmless except the other man in fatigues. “Hmm, he’s wearing a different uniform than me. Does that mean we’re on opposite sides or just different branches? Do these clothes even mean anything?” Shaking his head he steps out of the trees with his hands open facing the group showing they are empty. “ I couldn’t help but hear your voices and follow them here, I seem to be rather lost and a bit confused by this situation I’m finding myself in.” Taking note of the change in weather he steps evenly toward the group making sure not to make sudden moves.

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