Wet, cold, hungry, exhausted, we’re walking through the dense rainforest looking for a way out of this horrible place.

Steve and I had been lost for six or seven days now. We got separated from our tour guide when he got swept down a fast, raging river. 

Walking just never seemed to stop.  It felt like hours for us to get to the top of the mountain to see where we were. 

I came to a bit of flat ground and looked around for Steve. I called out to him, feeling so terrified “I’m trying to hold on!” he shouted.”