Micah
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
The needle wouldn't settle.
It twitched left, then right, like something unseen was nudging it.
I tapped the glass, still twitching, set it down on a rock, same thing.
I told myself it was mineral interference.
Iron in the rock, maybe.
That happens, right?
I tucked it away and tried to sleep.
Still, it stuck with me.
The next morning, I broke camp and went deeper into the basin.
Trail thin, but I wasn't worried.
I kept seeing footprints, fresh ones, the fine treadmark leading in the same direction I was heading.
I figured someone else had passed through recently, but the prints kept going.
Same stride, same direction.
Mile after mile, never veering off, never turning back, just leading.
Then I reached a stream, narrow, only a few feet wide.
I crouched to refill my bottle.
That's when I saw them.
The second set of prints, they came from the trees behind me, angled straight toward where I was kneeling, and then they stopped.
Right at the water's edge.
No return path.