Chapter 11:
“Something’s not right…” Death observed as they walked.
The path had grown easier to walk, their pace had increased, but the river separating the two groups only grew wider.
“Ya think? What was your first clue?” Lucky regretted his words as soon as they slipped from his lips. The longer separated from Adriana, the snarkier he became.
Death seemed to ignore his words. “The sun should have set long ago, but we’ve traveled in the same twilight… since the explosion.” She stopped and covered her eyes, scanning the horizon. “Can either of you gauge how far we’ve come?”
Lucky looked back. The mountain they climbed down was long gone on the horizon. The desert had changed from flowing sand dunes and sand squids to rocky hard-packed earth, now slick mud. The terrain appeared more l
