It had been seventeen years since the man had gone off the grid. No contact from his family, no electronics, running water, or comforts. He used his witts out in the forest, along with tools he had made himself with a little hut made of fallen trees and leaves. People wonder where the man named Matthew Davis went, or even if he died. He never told anyone where he was going, or why he was going. He just needed a break from everything; that was it. He had been addicted to technology since he was little, so his solution was to surround himself in nothing but pure nature. Matthew walked through the forest with a spear in one hand, moving behind trees and making little to no sound. Since he had been out here for such a long time, he learned that
