No answer?
The man guarding the mouth of the pit furrowed his brow.
He wasn't sure if she was really in there, but as long as there was even a one-in-ten-thousand chance, he wouldn't give up. He had left in such a hurry, never imagining Phoebe Faulkner might have fallen into a pit, so he hadn't brought any equipment with him.
But if he went down just like this, he might not be able to get back out.
'That girl…'
The temperature in the mountains was so low, and there were all sorts of dangerous wild animals. He was terrified something terrible might have happened to her!
The man's gaze swept the surroundings, and finally, by the light of his phone, he found some usable vines.
He hurried over, cut the vines down with a small knife, and tied them together with a special knotting technique, creating a long rope. He tied one end of the rope to a tree and tested the vines' strength. Then, he tossed the other end into the pit and began to descend, holding onto the vine rope.
