An hour passed.
The rain tapered off.
"Maybe we're in luck. Those snakes were not poisonous, after all—" Lacey muttered under her breath as she sat on the stone.
She recalled how, after being bitten by a snake as a child, her hand began to bleed, and the pain followed.
Meanwhile, it had been an hour since Sam was bitten by the snake.
Yet he was still safe and sound.
It was enough to prove that the snakes were not poisonous.
Lacey stood up with a sigh of relief, feeling more at ease. She spread her arms wide and stretched out hard.
"The rain is getting lighter. Let's head to the shore. They should arrive shortly to pick you up," Lacey said without looking back.
Sam rose and walked out of the cave.
Vlakron was a tourist attraction all year round. The rain here came and went
