(Kim Si-Hon — days ago part2)
I looked down at the camp from the rooftop and took stock of it properly for the first time.
Not large— actually, decent was the right word. A cluster of apartment buildings with welded metal sheets bolted across the lower windows, watchtowers at the corners built from whatever materials had been close enough to drag up, cooking fires sending thin smoke into the morning air in three separate spots.
The kind of setup that had started desperate and gotten organized over time, each addition built on top of the last one like visible proof that the people here had kept making decisions instead of stopping.
People. Actual living ones, moving around with purpose.
"...Alive," I said.
Jisoo nodded beside me. "They've been here a while."
I activated Focus Eye and let the passive do its work, pulling all the detail in close.
