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After waiting for 3 minutes I decide to just go on and investigate the sound despite the voices' silence. I take out the dull knife from the mult-tool, and hold it up in case anything happens. Not that it would help me. I just need something to make me feel a LITTLE bit safe. I slowly make my way towards the area I heard the noise. Then the sound of a gunshot, the thud of a corpse falling to the road. I drop onto all fours, and crawl under the nearest car. I can hear voices, and they aren't in my head.
"I heard it drop. Good shot Charlie!"
"What did I even kill? A fucking dog?"
"No, no, it has antlers. A baby deer. In other words, you might as well have shot a dog for all the good it will do us!"
It sounds like a father and two boys, maybe brothers? In any case they don't sound malevolent. I take a chance and reveal myself, crawling out from under the car. They immediately spot me.
"Hey! You there!" Says the oldest sounding voice. I put my hands be hind my head and say
"I don't have a gun! I'm just on my way up the highway!"
"Put yer hands down, we ain't bandits!"
I do so, and slowly stand up, hands in the air showing them my only weapon.
I ask: "Are you from the forest? I was going to investigate what I thought looked like smoke until I heard the noise of that animal you shot."
"Smoke you say? Yeah, that's us. We're camped out a mile in, we just came out here hunting. What're you on the highway for anyways?"
"I'm going to Canada."
A sound of confusion went into the man's voice.
"Canada? Why'n the hell would you want to go there?"
"I have my reasons! I'll be on my way now... good day to you!"
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