He Already Hates Your Village

Premise

The van came to a slow stop in the center of the quiet village, kicking up a small cloud of dust. Darrow Ashdown leaned back in his seat, looking unimpressed as he took in the modest houses and unpaved roads outside. "This is the middle of nowhere," he scoffed, flicking at the edge of his designer watch. His friend beside him just laughed, nudging him. "Don't worry, city boy. You’ll be fine.