Struggling blindly, people began stumbling over roots and sliding on the damp earth. Samantha heard cursing, saw figures wavering and falling in the mist. A sharp cry rang out as someone twisted an ankle. Flashlights bobbed and dipped, voices rose in anger and fear. The group was unraveling fast.
“This is insane,” someone muttered harshly. “We’re not going to find anything in this.” Another voice snapped, “I’m done risking my neck for a lost cat.” Samantha flinched at their words, feeling them slice into her chest, but she kept moving forward, teeth clenched against the betrayal blooming behind her.