I can"t believe I just left them behind, but it feels like the right thing to do, and I need to follow my instincts. That"s the best way to stay alive and make sure I see this thing through until the end. As I follow the trail, something pulls me to the right. And sure enough, a few minutes later, I spot a smaller trail branch off. It"s probably just animal tracks, where they"ve used the same path for so long it"s made a trail, but I feel like I need to walk down it.
So, I do.
As I make my way through the woods, without a clue where I"m going, the reality of what"s happening sinks in. A cold rush of ice moves through my veins, and I stagger for a second, before continuing forward, almost by instinct alone.
All of this is too much. How am I going to save Hank"s mom? Will has already lost
