Both Erik and the clone had a poor night. Not only were their beds not exactly comfortable, but also the fear of being attacked during their sleep and the thought of what could have happened to the others gnawed at them both in the same way.
Erik did his best to make the shelter as inconspicuous and sturdy as possible, yet being on Mur, nothing ensured that had been achieved.
The two prepared to hunt monsters for meat and return to the shelter to make neural links. With luck, they would grow strong enough to survive in this hellish place.
It was also their chance to get accustomed to the place, explore the surroundings, set some traps, and rest as much as they could.
"We should set a meeting time," Erik said, adjusting his belt.
The clone nodded. "What about noon? It would give us enough time to scout and engage if necessary, leaving a lot of daylight to head back if we go too far from the shelter."
