(Darius)
I let out a deep sigh, running a hand through my soaked hair as we trudged forward. My clothes stuck to my skin, and every step I took reminded me of how uncomfortable I was.
"We need to find somewhere to rest," I said, shaking out my arms. "I’m freezing, and our stuff is soaked. We need to dry off before we keep going."
Silas groaned, peeling off his jacket and wringing it out. "Ugh, yeah. Good call. Also, I don’t know about you, but I am starving."
"Yeah, about that…" I opened my pack and grimaced. "Everything’s ruined. We need to toss the food."
Silas groaned louder. "You’re joking. I had snacks in there!"
Dr. Harris stopped a few feet ahead, turning to face us. He looked down at my bag, then at me. "No point in carrying spoiled food," he said. "We’ll have to hunt."
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