Chapter
20
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A few days later, early in the morning, Mark woke up to the roar of rolling rocks. He jumped up and banged his head on the tent. Mark rubbed his head, unzipped the zipper and went outside. The rocks that were blocking the mouth to the cave were scattered everywhere, and Tom was standing tall. Mark hurriedly ran toward the cave barefoot.
In front of the cave, Tom, thin to the bone, stood with a gleaming glow in his eyes. Mark looked closely at Tom and was startled. Tom"s long, curly hair and beard had all turned gray. Tom looked only at the ground, not at Mark.
“Tom! It"s me, Mark! Do you recognize me?” At Mark’s words, Tom mumbled something softly. Impatient, Mark put his ear close to Tom"s mouth. Tom said in a soft voice.
“I’m..thirsty…”
“Okay, wait here.”
Mark
