You're not sure how you got here, either. You made a mistake. You didn't pay attention to the GPS. You did pay attention to the GPS, but it wasn't reliable. You took the wrong turn at Albuquerque. You might not even be from this world.
That's fine. No matter where you came from, or how you got here, you've got one destination in mind.
You probably spotted it hours ago, when you weren't stumbling over soaked boulders and hiding under trees. It's been looming at the end of a path carved into the side of a cliff. Maybe a path carved out by mountain goats, as many rocks and gaps stretching across it as there are. Still, it's the only shelter for miles, and, if it weren't for the storms, you could hear your pulse in your ears.
Let's face it: you're tired. You're soaked. Your limbs won't take you any further. You want to throw up. You really want to head up that path. Don't resist it.
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