CHAPTER FOURTEEN
After eating a surprisingly delicious meal of roasted rabbit meat spiced with a sprinkle of salt that Roger always carried with him in his backpack, we got to our feet and continued along the trail, even though Jack was clearly not satisfied.
The path started shifting into an upward slope and that’s what made me realise that instead of moving away from the mountain, we were actually moving towards it. But it wasn't that which made me frown. I had a frown on my face because each time we walked, I had to use extra effort to lift my legs higher than before, causing me to lose more breath than I could handle.
"Why...on Jack's grave...are we moving up the mountain?" I questioned, trying to speak clearly but failing. I was already getting tired. Climbing uphill was just as ti
