The wilderness - « A. n. : The beginning »

It's night, a very gloomy, dark, empty night. The crickets resound in the air ruining the cracking in the floor and the whistling in the windows. Dan advances slowly to the exit, looking at every corners as he does so, measuring his own steps. He has less than 20 minutes to the explosion, but he can't afford to lose his edge right about now... or the future might last even less than that. It has been a long night, one that he wouldn't soon forget and he could barely explain how it all had started... but he didn't need to explain; his shotgun would use for that... CONTINUES