I grabbed wildly for the next rock, needing to escape quickly. Looking down, Eli was panting, struggling to keep up with his injured leg. I reached down, telling him to grab my arm. He shook his head, and kept climbing. "Almost there!" Rhys yelled. The man with foam at the corners of his mouth was now even closer. The stench coming off him was almost unbearable. I reached for a small ledge I could haul myself onto, but it crumbled under the weight of my hands. I fell, to the monsters awaiting below.