69 Best Bet For Survival

"Up we go!" Daniel shouted as he grabbed the edge of the stone and tensed his muscles to lift it up.

Yet, just as one could expect from a sizeable piece of concrete, it wasn't an easy task.

'If it was going to be easy, he would kick it off himself a long time ago,' Daniel thought as he felt fat drops of sweat slowly trickle down his forehead.

He pulled on the piece of rubble with all his might... but the most he managed to achieve was lifting its side by a few centimeters.

'I guess I need to roll it off, just like I did before,' he thought, allowing the stone to slip out of his hands only to then attempt to pull it again.

A few attempts like that later, the piece of rubble finally gained enough momentum to unlodge itself from its place and then slide down the pile of ruins.

"One more to go," Daniel announced out loud, hoping his words would reach the ears of his friend buried underneath.