Safik led them along his personal poles, which no one else could look for. What to focus on: a broken branch or a stone overgrown with moss under the same tree? It remained only to completely trust the conductor. And not only that, three comrades followed him in the trail. There were really a lot of goods, it was not for nothing that the worm gave them three creaky cars. There was also not enough space, I had to hang myself with weapons from head to toe. The day turned out to be warm, even stuffy, and all four quickly soaked. Even Safik, although he, of course, did not roll a wheelbarrow...