Snippet #1508185

The end night one

As soon as he was done, exchanging his once internal fluids with the ground. Throwing up. He weakly walked back to the camp clutching his stomach as he went. His skin was a little bit discolored, and he was burning up, quite a bit once more. Obviously a side-effect from whatever had happened to him a few hours earlier. When he managed to get back to the camp safely and without any problems he looked over to see that yet another person had joined them.

More people, more problems, He thought with an added sigh, and without much of any other thought he had began walking in the direction of the mountain. It was probably one of his most futile attempts to do anything on this planet, especially since it wasn't even morning yet. He wasn't having any second thoughts as he started getting closer and closer to the edge of the light from the camp fire, and shortly disappearing to the darkness afterwards.

He most likely would continue in this general direction until sunrise, take an hour or so rest, before continuing to find somewhere to settle. But he hadn't actually continued forwards as he slowly stopped into his tracks and knelt down. Of all things that had happened, wandering away from any form of civilization was pointless and suicidal. He began to wish he had just stayed on Earth. It probably would've been a quicker death. After a few long minutes, he got back up and wandered back to the camp.