John led Mina and Chris down a winding road path, his eyes focused on a map in his hands. The path stretched ahead of them, bordered by tall trees that cast dappled shadows on the ground beneath them.
Curiosity gnawed at Chris, and he couldn't help but inquire, "Where did you get that map?"
John glanced at him, his face wore sly smile as he spoke. "I made sure to come prepared," he replied, his tone carrying a hint of amusement. "Unlike a certain someone who has been whining this entire time."
Chris sighed in response, feeling a touch embarrassed. "Well, I just don't like walking so much," he admitted, "and my legs are already sore. Plus, I might actually die of boredom this time."
Mina chimed in, trying to offer some reassurance. "Chris, you're exaggerating," she said with a soft smile.