Chapter 20 - What You’re Made Of
"We have a visitor?" I asked.
What did he mean that we had a visitor? There shouldn't be anyone around for miles and even then they would have to trek through a forest filled with monsters to get here. The only thing that I could think of would be if someone from a pylon nearby sent a scout or something to contact us. The only question then would be why.
"Yes, he showed up not that long ago and he was brought to the cabin so he and Granddad could speak in private. Abigail is in there with them but that's it. Kyle saw his level and he's already level 10 with a different class than the starting five." He said.
"Wait there's a level 10 visitor in there and he's alone with only Granddad and Abigail, what if he kills them, or takes them hostage?" I said starting to panic.
My Dad just gave me a curious look before saying, "How far do you think humanity has fallen, it's only been two weeks and you already jump to murder."
Huh, why did I immediately go dark? It would be nice to think that my first thought wasn't immediately murder but that would be a lie.
"Well, what are they doing in there anyway? And how can we trust this guy?" I asked.
I felt that it was a little too trusting to let this guy into our camp just because he said he was a visitor from another pylon. This was technically the apocalypse, and every movie ever made about the apocalypse says to be weary of outsiders.
"Son, he's surrounded by all of us, even if something goes wrong we have him surrounded, not that it will. Plus all those movies are getting to your head, they only highlight the bad things about the situation." Dad said.
"Also a man's word means more now that there are no laws to protect you, if it's broken then it's never coming back. He is a guest and as such we must treat him accordingly." He added.
"What is this 'Game of Thrones', where there are certain rules of hospitality implied while one is a guest? It isn't the middle ages, I don't think those exist anymore." I said back.
Dad just looked at me, "Even in ancient times there were rules that were followed and they were followed for a reason. Imagine if there weren't, everyone would be suspicious of everyone else, no one would leave their settlement. Everyone would hole up inside and never allow newcomers in. Is that what you want to happen?" He asked.