Time of dusk.
A region covered in an untamed wilderness not far away from the city of Osan.
The full moon peeked through the passing clouds. It was asserting its dominance amid countless glowing balls of lights. Despite the warm season, the night was much colder than expected.
"Kelmar, are you sure the kid will take this route? Maybe this was a dumb idea. We can call this off, you know."
Clinton Claho asked his buddy and confidante while staking out a certain route on top of a big tree's upper branch. Meanwhile, he kept in touch with others scattered around the area who were doing the same as him- keeping their eyes on the road.
