The woods were strange, he had never been there before. He had obliviously read about trees and woods in the past but he never walked through one. It seemed such an alien experience, all of those sounds, all of those animals walking, all of this spontaneity, confused him.
There were waterfalls and small hideout in the wilds, all of them inhabited. No one came here. School had taught people to fear and hate the wild.
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“What a bunch of idiots,” Pxan thought.
After several hours of walking, he was exhausted, the house was still a few kilometres of from there, and he was finishing supplies. After a few minutes, he saw a big tower overlooking all the wilderness surrounding it. It was made in a strange black metal, maybe that was stone, he didn’t know.
Coming closer he discovered that was a mansion, protected by a small moat and some water. There weren’t even wires or walls there. On one of the entrances, he saw a sign
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“Oh. I guest that I have no choice”
He knocked at the door and waited a few seconds, the door opened and something was coming closer <
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Pxan stood there, unsure of what to do. In the end, he decided to advance. When he entered the house it was already too late to turn back, the door closed behind him, several Unhelm had their eyes on him. One of them, a completely black and clean one was advancing towards him < Pxan advanced timidly through the wooden house with decorations of another era. The paintings were strange, the few books that he saw were even stranger, everything there screamed alien and strange. If this was the house of a common man he would have been arrested and tortured by the inquisition immediately, everything there screamed blasphemy and weirdness. The Unhelm sat <> he said in a too friendly tone <