The terrain called out to me, and I answered its call. I could feel Mike beside me, watching me, and trying to see how well I would adapt to this situation. I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to tell him how much of a fighter I was, but I kept mum. I shouldn’t blow my own trumpet.
“Focus,” he snapped at me.
I swallowed, and looked forward. There goes my on top of the world tendency out of the window. Ok, I really need to focus. I spread my legs a foot apart from the other, my back ramrod straight. It was mostly out of nervousness, and not the thirst of being prepared.
“Run,” Mike said fiercely, in a way that made it seem like we were in danger.
My adrenaline shot out in response, and I pushed forward. I was aware that Mike was right beside me, but that didn’t stop me from running l
