he would later call it. As he lay in the tent, his eyes opening and closing restlessly, he saw people in the canyon. They were out there in the grayness of the riverbed, busily constructing machines, devices that would transport them out of the canyon. Anxiety swept over him as he realized that he and Dave didn’t have the proper tools to build their own machine. They would be left behind, like men on a sinking ship after all the lifeboats were filled. He didn’t tell Dave about the dream when they got up Saturday morning. Coughlin was feeling better. He stood up outside the tent, stretched his legs tentatively, and told Raffi he thought he still had enough strength for another try. He didn’t want to be left there alone, and Raffi was grateful that he wouldn’t have to face the hike back to the car by himself. They didn’t bother bringing anything with them this time. Carrying their own bodies out of the canyon would be work enough. It took them a while to find the cairn they’d seen on Friday.
What do You think about Journal Of The Dead (2007)?
