In the horizons, there was a fog that was hovering.
"What?" Harvie looked over the plain land. It was between two nearby towns and on it, there was something like a stampede. A wide area had dust rising from them as if an army was marching its way from afar.
He didn't go down yet. The speed of the approaching fog of dust was neither fast nor slow. However, they were steady and maybe will approach there within an hour or more.
And as he looked above the fogs of dust, there were copters that rushed to his direction.
"Am I in the middle of a war battlefield?" he thought but he knew that the country was in a peaceful time and had no signs of war.
Thinking about this, he immediately hid to the side of the mountain. The mountain was untouched by man and there were no roads. He only roughly climbed to get to his spot.