Abandoned Research
Hao Xuan followed a rough path through the overgrown trees that had invaded every inch of the land. There was barely enough space for him to stand so even moving forward at a steady pace was made a tricky chore.
The whispers still continued to ring out in the back of his mind, like a worm tunneling deeper and deeper into his psyche even though he was trying his best to ignore them.
It had been an hour and a half now since Hao Xuan had been moving through the woods with a deep frown plastered semi-permanently on his forehead. He had to change directions several times whenever there was either something blocking his way or the trees just created too much of a hurdle to be crossed without making some excessive noise.
And he had started noticing a pattern in whispers now.