CHAPTER NINETEEN
It's been hours, but Max still hasn't come back. I can only assume he's fighting the fire, but I wish I knew for sure. I wish he'd left me some sort of note.
I wish I knew he was safe. There's still no sign of him, and I'm starting to get worried.
This is a big fire, and it's spreading fast. I can tell just by looking at it that it's a serious fire. The trees, the soil, the plants-- all of it is burning. It's turning the whole area into a disaster area.
I don't have a lot of experience with forest fires, but I'm realizing just how dangerous they can be. This fire is moving faster than I would have thought possible. It's only a matter of time before it reaches the camp and destroys everything.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do if I have to leave the camp. It's not like I can just walk out of the woods. I don't know what would happen to me if I did. The woods aren't safe, and even if I did manage to get out, I'd have no idea where I would go.