Chapter 15
The way down was even trickier than Paul had anticipated, and
several times he fell on his a*s when he lost his balance - better
than falling face first down the cliff though. Chloe seemed to have
less trouble, although she was the one holding the flashlight.
After he'd retrieved his sleeping bag from where it had landed,
they set off down the beach towards the sound of the drums. It was
downright cold this close to the water, and a fine mist of
condensation from the fog already covered his entire body. He
wished he'd put on a sweatshirt before they left the car.
They followed the thumping, swirling drumbeat through the mists.
As they rounded the corner of the cliff, Paul saw a large bonfire
about a hundred yards up the beach, surrounded by a circle of
several dozen
