It was a beautiful day, clear blue sky, warm transparent water.

Chanyeol sprawled out on the grass, soaking up the warmth of the sun. He closed his eyes and listened. He listened to the sound of water trickling between rocks. He listened to the birds sing. He listened to the rustle of grass and leaves as small animals danced in the undergrowth. He smiled. He felt completely at ease, all burdens forgotten at the moment. The moment of beautiful bliss.

At that moment, light thrumming interrupted his paradise.

Frowning, he peeked through squinted eyes. Far away in the distance, a black dot was approaching. It looked like a helicopter.

He sat up. What was a helicopter doing here? Flying over the middle of the forest, no human civilization for miles. 

As it flew closer, he realized that it was going to fly straight over him.

He studied it as it steadily approached, and realized it was larger than any normal sized helicopter. There were long missiles attatched to the sides, and barreles hanging below it. 

Military?

Regardless, he started to pack his things. The copter gave him an uneasy feeling. He pulled a shirt over his head and grabbed his bag. Slipping his feet into his sandles, he retreated from the river side, feeling a bit more comfortable under the cover of trees. The helicopter continued to approach, and Chanyeol continued to move. 

Almost unconciously, he slipped into habit. His footsteps became lig