After a good hour of continuous walking normally after the ankle in the sand, they wanted to die. It is in fact one of the most męczącyh, laborious and boring fucking steps you can imagine. Sam and Mike liked to compare it to a lecture on mushrooms in the shelters. In fact, very practical and odbębnienia, but necessary. In fact, it all came down to say "love mushrooms (and for those who breed them for you)" or, in the Hunters "Love drałować by puskowia of sand between the toes." Most collectors react allergic to the thought and one and another. Call it gently surfeit.
- Mike? - Samuel took a good two hours it said since the last exchange. Apparently it was worth mentioning.
-What is it? - Mikel began to pant now, barely lifting his feet sinking in the sand and move it forward probably just willpower. He was tired and hungry. He dreamed of getting to K4, quick shower, dinner and his bed. Superhuman effort also forced to not looking at his watch. He did it, seemingly forever from the beginning of the road is likely to return, and according to the timer is not even a minute passed.
- I see the lighthouse - it meant two things: that they went in roughly the right direction and that they have been a good one and a half to two hours away. But they should make it before dawn with has enough free time.
- Where? I do not see ...
-No there, the - he pointed to the direction - can not see, because I just got ... clearly? - Both have head wrapped in cloth in this way, with only his eyes were uncovered. Thus do not see the expressions on their faces was, however, certainly not in any way express joy.
- impossible, yet it is ... - Mikel looked horrified at his watch - p he first twenty. Whore ... -...
Mac.
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