Chapter 48
Derek Hammill and his men camped near the pillars. He kept someone on guard the entire night so that if and when the four searchers reappeared, he could follow them. But they didn’t reappear.
It was morning. Decision time.
They could stay here and fail in their mission, or continue on.
Hammill was no fool. He and his men had seen the students’ tracks as well as the searchers’. They saw that all the tracks went up the mound to the pillars, and none came back down. What the hell was up there? Where did they all go?
His men were spooked. It had been simple to get someone to stand guard. No one could sleep. He heard them talking among themselves about the pillars, the lightning and thunder around them and nowhere else, the strangeness of the area.
He had tried to make outside
