Day Seventy #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle reported this morning that someone was outside our camp last night. He is sure that it was not a wild animal.

There was nothing to see nor was there a sound. But Lyle says the presence was unmistakable.

In the light of day we both checked the surroundings for any signs or tracks, etc. we found none. So, we broke camp and took up our path.

Just around the next bend we found the path blocked by some hewn tree branches. And a message scratched in the dirt, ARE YOU.

It was easy to go around, so we continued on. Puzzled about the words, but unfazed. The tone no longer seemed to be threatening.

I called.

No one answered.