Mayson POV
“I told you this is not the time to get frustrated and emotional.” I said, looking at Grace sitting on the edge of the cliff with her feet hanging over. I don’t know how long we’ve been here, but it feels like forever. Everything we read in the diary never told us how to get out. It only spoke about the colors and the water changing into a movie screen. ‘How do we get that?’ I thought to myself as I looked around. The cliff isn’t very big, but it’s not too small either. We have enough space to walk around and lay down when we get tired… ‘tired.’ I thought to myself as I looked at Grace.
“Have you felt tired?” I asked, amazed as I just realized I haven’t once felt tired or hungry since we got here. Grace turned and looked at me with a scowl.
“What are you talking about?” sh
