Spy Mage System
Chapter 293 - 293 A Search Through the Woods

293 A Search Through the Woods

“Whoa…” I muttered. “Was that the beast?”

Barry nodded his head timidly. “It has to be. No one does this amount of damage except if it was an animal—a strong animal.”

I sighed, as I steadily walked towards the body. “We should maybe just turn back,” I said, looking back at Barry. But he still shook his head. “We got something this guy doesn’t—didn’t—have,” he said.

I looked at him, waiting for his mind-blowing answer.

“Three people, and ammo,” Barry said, cocking his weapon. “Plus, you guys have your little knives. That could do some work.”

I stammered just like he would, before I sighed and kept it shut, as he continued walking. Flies hovered over the pieced-up body, and the smell reeked miles away from the dead soul.

“Alright, just so we don’t end up like him, we’re going to do two things. One, hide, and two, search.”

“How do we hide and search at the same time?” I asked. Barry used his left hand, and pointed at his two eyes, nodding with a confident attitude before saying, “That’s how.”

We continued to blaze through the woods, before we arrived into this area, where there were tall trees climbing to the sky. There were quite a lot of them, no doubt about it.

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“Is this where we hide and search?” I asked. Barry hung his gun over his shoulder. “Yes. Find your spots, and if something needs to be said, just mouth it out. I can read lips.”

“Good to know,” Hans said. I looked up, seeing a tree was right at the same height as a few others. It would be best to use that one, just so I don’t stand out. However, a taller tree would be a better view.

“Alright, I’ll go for the taller one,” I said, pointing to the one behind me.

“I go to the one that is farther ahead,” Hans said. Barry nodded. “Good, here are some binoculars. Use them, because they’ll be excruciatingly important.”

“Alright,” Hans said, while Barry handed out some binoculars, placing them in our hands.

“Good luck,” he said, saluting us before walking towards his own spot. Soon enough, me and Hans dispersed, which I set foot on the chosen tree and climbed up all the way to the top.

I continued climbing, utilizing the branches flailing out in every direction, before I settled in between the bark and the branch, probably twenty to thirty feet high.

There weren’t many leaves to block my way, so this would be an ideal spot to search for this beast. I got the binoculars and placed them on my eyes, which the view enhanced and zoomed in.

There was a lot of dirt and a lot of trees. I saw a few logs here and there, but it’s not like that was important information in the first place.

I continued to search from the left to the right, zooming out a bit to see the entire picture. However, nothing was happening. Nothing was coming out of the trees or peeking out from a branch or burrowing up from the dirt.

Not that a beast would do that, but the point is, nothing was happening.

I continued to search for the beast, but it was nowhere to be found. I had been searching for a long time, and I was starting to get tired. I was also starting to get scared. It was a very different experience being in the woods during the day. The trees seemed to loom over me, and the sun seemed to press in on all sides. I could hear nothing all around me, and I was starting to think that maybe the beast wasn’t there at all

I scanned the treetops, looking for any sign of the beast. I could see nothing but trees, trees, and more trees. I was starting to think that I had imagined the whole thing. Maybe there was no beast after all.But then, I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was a small, dark shape moving through the trees. I squinted my eyes, trying to get a better look. It was definitely something, but I couldn’t tell what it was.

I continued to watch the shape as it moved through the trees. Then, looking at the figure, I noticed it wasn’t a beast, but a person.

I quickly lowered the binoculars and shouted out to Barry, “Barry! It’s not the beast, it’s a person! I can see them moving through the trees!”

But there was no response.

I tried again, “Barry, can you hear me?” but still, nothing. It was as if he couldn’t hear me at all.

I started to panic.

What if something had happened to Barry? What if he was hurt and couldn’t answer me?

I frantically tried calling him on my phone, but he didn’t pick up. I tried again and again, but still no answer.

I was starting to feel helpless and alone. But then, a hand waved in the distance. It was from Barry.

“I can’t see you, Connor. I can hear you, but I can’t see you. Where are you?” Relief flooded through me as I quickly shouted back, “I’m up in a tree, Barry. I’ve spotted a person moving through the trees, not the beast. Where are you?” A few moments later, Barry responded. “I’m on the ground, near the body. I think I found something. Stay where you are, I’m coming to you.” I breathed a sigh of relief as I continued to watch the person moving through the trees.

As I peered through my binoculars, trying to get a closer look at the mysterious figure in the woods, my heart began to race. Suddenly, I realized that the person was wearing a TSA uniform. This realization sent shivers down my spine, and I felt a cold sweat forming on my forehead.

My mind raced with questions. What was the TSA doing out here in the middle of nowhere? Why were they dressed in full uniform? And why were they so close to where we were searching for the beast?

I tried to contact Barry, but there was no response. I was left alone to face the mysterious presence of the TSA in the woods. I felt scared to death, knowing that I was completely vulnerable and exposed.

My thoughts were interrupted by a rustling in the bushes, and I quickly lowered my binoculars. I tried to calm my racing heart and focus on the situation at hand, but the fear was overwhelming.

I knew that I had to be careful and stay hidden, but the fear of what the TSA might do to me was almost too much to bear. I was completely alone, with no backup or support, and I had no idea what was going to happen next.

As I peered through my binoculars, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. More TSA spies were walking through the forest, and they seemed to be converging on my location. My heart raced as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Were they here to arrest me? Interrogate me? I had no idea, but the fear that gripped me was almost too much to bear.

My mind raced with all sorts of worst-case scenarios. Would they take me away to some secret facility and torture me for information? Or would they simply eliminate me as a threat to their operation? The uncertainty was killing me, and I felt more vulnerable than ever before. I tried to contact Barry again, but still no response. It was as if I was completely cut off from the world, trapped in a nightmare from which there was no escape.

I frantically typed out a message to Barry, telling him about the TSA spies I had spotted in the woods. I begged him to go warn Hans and to hurry back to me as soon as possible. My heart was pounding as I waited for a response, but there was only silence. I tried calling Barry, but the call went straight to voicemail. I felt completely alone and helpless, like a sitting duck in the middle of a dangerous game.

After what felt like hours, I finally received a response from Barry. He assured me that help was on the way and told me to stay put. I tried to calm myself down, but the image of the TSA spies converging on my location kept flashing through my mind. I knew I had to keep my wits about me if I was going to make it out of this alive.

As I looked around, my heart sank. More TSA agents were on their way, and I was alone and helpless. I knew I had to act fast if I wanted to survive. My mind raced as I tried to come up with a plan, but nothing seemed to make sense. Every second that passed felt like an eternity, and I could feel the fear creeping up inside me.

I tried calling Barry again, but there was no answer. I was completely on my own. I knew that if I didn’t do something soon, it would be the end of me. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my mind. I had to focus on replaceing a way out of this mess.

As I looked around, I saw the TSA agents closing in on my location. There was no way out. I was trapped. I closed my eyes and tried to think of a way to escape, but my mind was blank. I was running out of time, and I knew it.

In that moment, I realized that I had to face my fear head-on. I took a deep breath and stood up, ready to fight. I knew I might not make it out alive, but I was determined to go down fighting. As the TSA agents closed in, I braced myself for impact.