Chapter 80. The Building

I sit watching, from my safe distant and secluded viewing spot, the large singular building nestled in an unnatural clearing, surrounded by ten feet of barbed wire fencing that stretches all the way around, save for a set of enormous gates at the far side. All closed and locked tight and looking deserted. There are dirt tracks showing signs of infrequent visits from offroad vehicles leading up to it, coming from the south, and I’m perched here for watching for signs of life for an hour now, as I try to figure out if it’s safe to get closer.

It took the rest of the day to get here, following an imaginary line from my last camp spot, in the general direction and sticking to hyper-speed for most. I’m tired, my back agony from keeping on trekking at an hour I’ve grown accustomed to being the settling down and making camp stage. Sweating, breathless, hot, and sticky, and currently sat on my backpack as I try to figure out how stupid I would be if I went and further investigated.