Seeing that he just went to get things, Emily Simpson finally let out a sigh of relief.
It was good to have a Swiss knife, much better than having nothing at all...
Thinking this, she hurriedly zipped up the tent's zipper again and then opened the small window inside the tent, in order to observe any movements outside and to also see if there were any meteors falling in the sky.
Although she was very scared that there might be wolves, Emily still harbored eager anticipation for the night's meteors.
However, it seemed like the temperature in the forest at night was getting lower and lower.
The temperature inside the tent, although warmer than outside, was still much colder than the temperature inside a heated room.
She was already feeling her hands and feet getting a bit cold...
"Lorne Noah Jackson..." She paused, then turned her head to look at Lorne Noah Jackson lying nearby.
She saw that he had already lain back down and put on his eye mask, ready to fall asleep...
