After a couple of minutes of discussion, it was decided that Mallory would go last, Esben bringing up the rear with her. Jorgen and Emica would take the lead with the rest of them in the middle of the group.
The cave angled gently downwards, the walls covered in moss, a steady drip running down the walls the further they went in. It was a single tunnel, meandering slowly downwards, no sharp turns, only slight bends. They were about five minutes into the cave when Jorgen and Emica came back towards them, Jorgen pressing a finger to his lips to warn them to be quiet.
Jorgen waited until they’d all gathered close before he spoke, keeping his voice low. “There’s a bear ahead of us. It looks bigger than the ones we faced outside.”
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