Having swiped the sack from the ground, you run in a random direction - down this hill, turn left down this moggy road, through mists and clinging vines, and eventually you find yourself in a clearing. There doesn't seem to be anybody following you, friendly or not, so you stop to catch your breath and drop the inanimate body by your side.
Around you, the light green grass is peppered by small, wooden crosses - they would be graves, but they're far too close together. You also notice a pile of them at the other side of the clearing, looking as if they've been dropped.
Well, looks like you're free... and it's deep at night. Maybe you should find some kind of cover.