The Vantage Point
From his vantage point, Jacob strained his eyes and discerned a faint set of footprints etched in the muddy ground near the discarded jacket. Though he maintained a safe distance, his curiosity was piqued, urging him to remain cautious.
As he mulled over the implications of the scene before him, a sudden, ominous sound shattered the silence—the sickening crack of a twig snapping in the distance.
The noise reverberated through the woods, sending a chill down Jacob’s spine. His heart pounded with apprehension. Could someone be lurking nearby?