RankNovel“I'll get you out of here.
” Miley untied Bertha and offered her assistance to stand.
With no strength remaining, Bertha leaned heavily against Miley, relying on her for support as they made their
way out.
Exiting the cabin, they were greeted by the encroaching darkness of nightfall.
Miley reached for her pocket instinctively, only to find it empty.
She recalled her phone being confiscated on their journey here.
Prioritizing Bertha’s safety over summoning help, Miley guided her cautiously, wary of the possibility of Wyatt's
return.
Amidst the dense foliage, eerie birdcalls echoed intermittently, while the air carried the pungent scent of
decaying leaves and branches.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt
Beneath the trees, moss blanketed the ground, and wild grasses flourished.
Insect chirps emanated from the undergrowth.
Despite their efforts, Bertha’s strength waned quickly, and she collapsed to the ground.
“Go.
Don’t worry about me,” Bertha urged resignedly, surrendering to her circumstances.
“I will get you out of here!” Miley declared firmly, though she could see from the exhaustion evident on Bertha’s
face that she was in no condition to proceed further.
Guiding Bertha to rest beneath a nearby tree, Miley assured her, “You can rest here.
I'll find a way out.
Then she turned around and left.
She wandered through the forest for what felt like an eternity, but her efforts yielded no results.
Indeed, the surroundings matched Wyatt's description of an uninhabited island.
She was on the verge of giving up, ready to retrace her steps to search for Bertha, when she was greeted by the
soothing sound of a stream.
Miley hurried towards the source of the sound, her anticipation mounting with each step.
Before long, she reached the stream, where a boat was moored at the water's edge.
She rushed overjoyed towards the boat and inspected it quickly.
It was slightly damaged, but it was still functional.
She turned around and headed for Bertha.
She assisted Bertha to her feet.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
“I've found a boat.
Just hold on a little longer.
I'll get us out of here.
As Miley helped Bertha onto the boat, a wave of relief washed over her.
However, she soon realized she lacked the skill to row the boat.
Despite her uncertainty, she understood the urgency of their situation.
With nightfall approaching, remaining on the island posed significant danger.
With determination burning within her, Miley grasped the paddle firmly.
Her resolve to survive propelled her forward, despite the uncertainty and challenges ahead.
If they stayed, Bertha’s chances of survival would diminish significantly.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
