Ali’s POV
As Rita and I walk in silence, I cannot help thinking about Ralph, trying to get through to him every few minutes or so.
All I want more than anything, is to be near him again, to wrap my arms around him, to feel his lips on mine.
At least Rita seems to know where she is going in this complicated dark and twisting hell that I am starting to feel claustrophobic in.
“Shh.” Rita stops abruptly in front of me and holds up her hand before pointing her finger upward and turning the flashlight off and shrouding us in to instant darkeness.
“What is it?”
“I think I hear movement above us.”
Listening carefully, I place my hand out to feel the rock wall, holding my breath in the pitch black.
The sound of loose rocks falling near us makes me throw my arm over my head and crouch down
