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Good News
How could I possibly be so lost?
I knew how to read a map. I knew how to navigate. I knew how to estimate distance with a fair degree of accuracy. I knew exactly where I should be on this stupid map, but I just wasn’t there.
And the map was new, listing the print date as last year. These formations, they’d been here for thousands of years. Long before the map had been printed.
As frustrated as I was, I wasn’t worried for myself. If I continued due west, eventually I’d find my way back to civilization.
Unfortunately though, it was looking more and more likely that Larry and Curley would have to be sacrificed. As a last-ditch effort to prevent that, I decided when I stopped for the night, I’d climb to the top of the highest point I could find and take one last shot at loca
