[ ... sounds like fun! mutated creatures, monsters and hallucinations. ]

I don't sense them in the town so I assume that they're not there. [ how disappointing. one familiar face would be comforting, at least. ] But I sense ...

[ his red gaze flickers at the forest. there's a lot of things he senses in that forest, all of which he can't put his finger on. ] Perhaps it's my imagination, then.