"Here's your gear." the man said."Go which way you want to go."The man said.When I went to fight I thougt it was the wrong chois. But it wasn't a bad chois but not a good chois.The mountain I was on was 7,562 feet high.
There was a rope that dead people's bones were. I grabed the rope and a creacher in the form as a dog attached me. I grabed my knife and stabed it in the neck and repeld down to the ground.The rope broke at 60 feet. I though I would fall to my death.The at 20 feet I saw water.I landed in the water and swam to shour.
