Cameron
We're in near blinding conditions, trying to track down the last place the cell phone pinged for the parents. The GPS signal we have is weak, but both of us know these woods like the backs of our hands. We grew up running around them and purposely getting lost before finding our way out.
“We need to tie together so that we don't lose each other," Gauge yells over the sound of the rain.
Reaching into my bag, I grab the bungee cords, fumbling as I try to attach them together. Once I'm able to get them connected, we put them around our waists, tying ourselves together. If one of us goes, we both do. It's the safest thing we can do at this point.
“Was it up here?" He points to the Old Log campground.
“This is where they were. They turned their backs and she was gone, according t
