They lose track of time while they are still climbing, they are too focused on reaching the top that they don’t realize that they have been doing it for almost four hours straight. Meyer could feel the air getting thinner and it was getting harder to breathe, “Are you guys, okay?” he asked with a bit shortness in his tone.
“I don’t know, my head seems like being pressed,” Dianne responded, shaking her head in order to shrug away the feeling of being pressed. “My hands are getting numb.”
“Mine too, my fingertips are swelling and the pain makes it feel like it’s getting numb,” Mutya commented. She looked at her own hands and saw gashes littered around the skin on her palm and mostly on her fingertips.
“I would like to say that we should take a break but, we can’t…” Meyer said as they li
