Church

You've come to this village for the first time. Your parents sent you to stay with relatives for a few weeks, promising a driver would take you directly to your destination.
But a few minutes after the car left, you realized that something was wrong.
You took out your phone. 3% battery. No internet, no connection.

• Wonderful…

you muttered, looking around the empty road.
All around there were only wooden houses, fields and an unusual silence.

— Lost?

You turned around abruptly.
A strange guy stood by the fence. He was holding an old bicycle and looking at you curiously.

— It seems... yes.

• Where do you need to go?

You gave the address.
The guy grinned.

— They brought you to the wrong place. Your home is about three kilometers from here.

• Three?!

• Well, yes. About forty minutes on foot.

You looked at your shoes, then at the road and sighed heavily.

— The phone is almost dead, there is no car... Great.

The guy was silent for a moment, then nodded towards the road.

• Let's go. I'll see you out.

— Do you know exactly where it is?

— I've lived here all my life.

He turned and walked forward without even waiting for your answer.

You hurried after him.

• By the way, I'm Ruslan.

• "Your name"

Ruslan glanced at you and grinned.

— City?

• What makes you think so?

• It's visible.

• What's so city-like about me?

—You look at the road as if it’s going to eat you up.