Chapter 38: Despair

Dark.

Cold.

Damp.

Dirt.

Pain.

Dark.

Cold.

Is he hurt? Did someone check his head? He slammed it hard into that tree when Mallory...

He’s fine. Maybe in shock. Leave him be.

But he’ll freeze down there.

The ground is warm that deep. The dirt will insulate him. And if he freezes, we’ll just have to dump more dirt over him. Save us digging another grave.

The body...what did you do with it? Where did you bury...her?

It’s taken care of. Forget about it. We have more important things. We need to load up that shipment. It’s going out today.

Cold.

Pain.

Sickness.

Pain.

Dark.

Hunger.

Did you give him the food today? Did you dump it down there?

We lower it in a bucket. He doesn’t touch it. I think I saw his eyes open, one time, but it’s hard to see in the dark.

He drank water when we dropped that down. Drank it like a crazy man. Like a dog. Drank it off the ground.