The boy was sitting quietly on the bunk, still wrapped in the blanket, watching. The man thought he had probably not fully committed himself to any of this. You could wake in the dark wet woods at any time.
The boy sat silently on the bunk, cocooned in a blanket, observing the surroundings. His demeanor suggested that he was uncertain and had not fully embraced their precarious situation. There was a sense of hesitation in him, hinting at a struggle to accept the reality of their world.
The man contemplated this hesitation, recognizing that in the bleakness of their existence, one could wake at any moment to the harshness of the dark, damp woods. This uncertainty underscored the challenges they faced, emphasizing the fragility of hope in their desolate journey.
