After a few hours of walking barefoot, Blake saw something in the distance. 'finally' Thought Blake unknown of what to become.
As Blake walked more towards the Shape, The appearance of the shape was now in view a Small old wooden cart with what seemed to be a pale dehydrated person sitting on the cart.
Blake got a bit closer to talk to the human, All of a sudden from all around, humans with sharp spears appeared out of the bushes and behind the big trees.
Before The people could even get closer, Blake ran Back to where he had come from not looking behind,
Just inches away a sharp wooden spear flung into the air nearly striking Blake.
The wooden spear dropped onto the grassy floor, Blake quickly snatched it and kept on running, For at least half an hour, Blake ran continuously not looking behind not stopping. Eventually, Blake stopped to take a short breather.
While Blake was running for his life he made sure to look around his surroundings to remember where it was, After Blake took a minute to think he finally thought of an excellent idea.