Chapitre 141: No Time For Goodbye

Wyatt pulled the knife out and applied pressure to the wound.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Cain!” Wyatt cried out. “I thought you were one of them!”

Cain reached up and gripped Wyatt’s arm hard. His eyes shook with determination.

“Take….me...” Cain struggled to speak. “Inside… now.”

Cain pointed to the mound.

“Inside?” Wyatt asked.

Cain nodded, coughing again.

Wyatt looked back at the mound and then to his friend. He nodded. He moved Cain’s hand.

“Hold it tight,” he instructed.

Cain nodded and put both hands on the wound.

Wyatt struggled but managed to lift Cain into his arms. He stumbled, and they fell more than once, but they made it to the mound. Wyatt set Cain down, looking for an entrance.

“…Ther..there..” Cain stuttered out. Coughing once again.

Wyatt found what he pointed at, a small opening that appeared to have been covered by rocks and debris. He lifted Cain back into his arms and hurried to get him inside.