Chapter 5 – Fantasy Land
A shower of different human bones rolled down the hill.
"Fucking Beggar!" Kyle shouted after the bones.
Kyle watched as the bones rolled down the hill and snorted before looking back at the big hole he had dug.
For a while, he lamented the time he had invested in digging up valuables.
There was literally nothing else!
The metal stick was the only thing the skeleton owned.
Finally, Kyle looked back at the forest beneath the hill.
Then, he sighed. 'Well, can't postpone this adventure shit anymore. Guess I gotta enter the scary fantasy forest,' he thought.
Kyle put his survival knife back in its sheathe and carried the metal stick in his hand.
The metal stick seemed to be quite a bit stronger and sharper than the knife.
'You know, if I were still on Earth, I would be angry at the guy who sold me the knife. Fucking 200 bucks down the drain!'