The fact that even my special sense has limits and cannot always be relied upon to give us advance warning is worrying. Clearly, we are in more danger than even I realize at times. We barely made it out of our last predicament alive.
We are all still shaken from the previous experience. No one feels like talking so we walk in silence. It begins to rain and, at first, it’s refreshing. We get to refill our water supplies, too. The rain doesn’t stop, though, it just keeps getting stronger and the ground around us is beginning to flood. I see higher ground up ahead but it’s a bit of a climb. No matter, we made it this far and we are not about to give up now.