Atrus could tell easily that it was getting dark outside, and as much as he wanted to return to his home, his lack of courage kept him inside, still working on the same chore that usually would have been more than easy for him. He was also scared about the fact that no one seemed to be around. He couldn't only hear his light and quick breaths, but nothing else. As far as he remembered Autry should still have been around and Brisa most likely was elsewhere and not with him in Autry's home. He stood up from the small pile that was still the left over contents of his potion, that was supposed to make the user invisible and looked around the house.

Atrus stood in his spot, trying his best to tune his hearing to hear anything that wasn't him. It was without luck and this impression told him that everyone had vanished. He did not know why it had happened, or if he was the only one still here, but fear was traveling through his mind and refused to allow him to leave the house. As he stepped forward, Atrus' foot landed in the small puddle of contents that made up his potion. He took another step forward and lost his balance, his body throwing itself forward and his face smacking hard in to the ground. 

Slowly opening his eyes, Atrus looked in front of him to see a small note of sorts. He didn't know what it was, but the handwriting surely wasn't his and he knew that it probably wasn't Autry's either. Looking at the note, he examined the writing in it and what he found was strange. He move an arm forward and grabbed the note, pulling it closer to his face do he could read the whole thing. Reading wouldn't be the proper term, since it was in some sort of language that he didn't know of, but what he did read was quite odd and mysterious. He put both of his hands on the ground and pushed himself up and placed his feet under him, standing up fully and looking around to find that his eyes were wandering to the door once more.

He didn't want to go, but if there was the possibility that he wasn't the only one still there, he needed to show any others hat he had found in hopes of leading them to the right path. All of the town and villages on the note he knew about, and he was thankful that those names were the only parts written in a language that he could understand. He slowly made his way to the door and peeked out, looking around for any other signs of life.

After a minute of looking around Atrus turned back to the old woman's house and grabbed a few potions just in case he would need them at a later date. He looked around for the potions that he had made with the right combination of ingredients and lastly picked the potion of invisibility that he had made just recently. he had made more than some excess of the potion and when it came to filling a small vale with it's contents he spilling everything that became to much to fit in the vale. He had a very small amount of potions, but he had enough to at the very least get him through the village and to safety if needed.