
An eerie silence filled the air. It was weird. Even though the Hills were pretty silent by their own, you could still hear the breeze, sometimes a strong wind blowing over the grass blades, and the occasional echoes of birds chirping at the distance.
But there, at the verge of the Ruins, it was as if all the last remnants of life existent had simply vanished.
They were the first ones to step on that Bridge in centuries.
The silence was so heavy Max could FEEL it. He could hear his heart beating, his blood running inside his body.
It was like if Time itself was holding that place, keeping it untouched from the outsiders.
Actually, there was a sound.
A only noise breaking that overwhelming silence.