The wind changed and was at our backs when we walked out of the wilderness into the village. The streets were deserted but we didn’t think it strange, given the time of day- early afternoon.
The only building not closed up was an inn on the main street. We entered and were greeted by the innkeeper. He remained friendly even after we said we would not be staying. When Elijah asked after the news of the day, a youngster sweeping the floor sidled away.
The innkeeper had just finished his account of police patrols combing the area for two strangers, when in burst five men who seized us.
As they placed us in their vehicle I saw the pesky villager.