We have dropped down back into the tree line on this side of the ridge, and thankfully the uneasiness has not returned.
Our path has leveled off and is widening with every mile passed. Ahead we see a vast valley pushing the forest to the sidelines. Lyle wasted no time in launching his drone for a better view of what lies beyond the horizon. I put mine up, but just to keep an eye on our immediate location.
We halted when Lyle’s drone sent back visuals of a village at the end of the valley we are traversing.
Lyle maneuvered it through all the streets in sight, and nothing. Not a single soul.
Night came on, but no lights below.