The open road stretched ahead of them. There was only one way they could go. In the distance Kaiden saw a faint light piercing through the trees. Exhausted, the group finally made it to the light source. The old man on the porch of the cabin, the official “Welcome Committee” quickly raised his gun when he saw the daunting stature of Kristian, standing at 6’6. He then slowly lowered his gun when he saw the injured young gentleman. Though suspicious, the old man invited the group inside and made an ice bath for Tyler’s sprained ankle. He then asked how the injury happened. Kristian happily told the story, still secretly laughing as he replayed the events in his head.
