We finally found a clearing with lots of wood scattered around the clearings.
Blake and I began collecting fire wood and then stopped when we decided that it was enough to keep us throughout the night.
"I think we should head back." he got up to his feet and had a bunch of wood in his arm.
"We came from this way right?" I asked. He nodded and we walked towards the direction where we thought we came from.
Boy we were so wrong. I remember tying a bunch of dried up vines around the tree trunk out of boredom but now it's the third time I'm seeing it.
"Blake.." I paused and looked at the vine. "We've been walking in circles."
"That can’t be right.” He looked around us and there were only two exits. Anytime now Blake, its getting darker and this is gonna turn into a horror movie on a budg
