“And if you fall, we lose a dear friend! Now shut up and take Jack’s hand!” Mark yelled.
Wade looked down with terror. He could not see the bottom of the gray vastness. He could only imagine the impact his body would have when it dropped.
“Waaaade!” Mark bellowed.
“What are you doing?!” a voice called from behind them.
Sean turned his head, “Pewds! Bob and Wade are fallin’! Come help!”
Felix joined Sean at the ledge as they reached for Wade. They were not able to reach him, though.
“This isn’t working!” Sean slammed a fist against the ledge.
“Help! Me!” Mark groaned.
“Mark can’t hold on anymore!” Bob exclaimed.
“Felix, I’ll lower you down, and you grab Wade,” Sean pointed to Felix.
“Wait! Why don’t I lower you down?” Felix protested.
“I can carry an axe! I’ll be able to hold you!” Sean pointed at the ledge, “Now get down there!”
Felix did not protest as he laid on his belly and carefully slid over the edge. “Hold onto me, Jack!” Felix exclaimed, as the feel of gravity grabbed a hold of his fear.
“I got you!” Sean took a hold of Felix’s legs, “Just grab Wade and I’ll pull you up!”
“Jack! Heeeeelp!” Mark moaned. His hands were beginning to slip along Bob’s upper arms, where bruises had formed.
“Hang in there, Mark! Bob!” Sean lowered Felix farther.
“Grab my hand!” Felix got a hold of Wade’s arm, but it was difficult to pry him loose.
“What? Ack!” Wade exclaimed, as his arms came loose from Bob.
“Wade! Noo!” Felix lunged for Wade, desperately grasping at his arms.
“No! Shit! No! Wade!” Bob exclaimed, struck by fear for his friend’s life.
“No Bob! Focus!” Mark exclaimed.
He closed his eyes and grit his teeth against the pain in his arms. He was certain bruises were forming on his own arms, from Bob’s grasp. He would not complain, if it meant his friends’ lives. He would hold out until the bitter end.
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