"How long have we been at this now?" Niki asked Trevor as they continued to fight their way down a path. "How many hours?"

     "Fifty. Sixty. A thousand. Something like that."

     "Think we're getting anywhere?"

     "Doubt it."

     "How many people have we...wait."

     Abruptly, the path eneded.

​     "Whoa," Trevor said.

CONTINUE