Chapter: 1822
The rope was finally cut through.
Raegan let out a relieved breath and got up, holding the boy close.
Suddenly, a powerful force hit her.
The blast threw her against the wall, but she managed to stay on her feet. She realized the landslide was right there before them. Heading toward the landslide would be a bad idea. They'd get buried in no time.
Quickly making up her mind, Raegan put all her effort into running to the side, carrying the boy with her.
Once they'd covered some ground, she saw just how big the landslide was. The recent rains had loosened the soil, making it even more dangerous. No matter which way she thought of going, heaps of soil threatened to engulf them.
The boy was scared out of his wits. Clinging to Raegan, he cried non-stop, "I'm so scared..."
Raegan stroked his back, trying to sound soothing. "Stop crying. Your crying makes it hard for me to think."
The boy froze and quickly stopped crying, not making a sound.
At that moment, Raegan felt her heart pounding. She knew she had to keep her cool. Panicking would just waste time and could make them take a wrong turn.
Raegan looked around, realizing they were trapped with no clear way out.
She scanned the area and her eyes settled on a tall tree. That tree looked ancient and had deep roots.
Raegan asked the little boy, "Can you climb trees?"
The little boy nodded.
Quickly, Raegan wrapped a volunteer's red scarf around the boy, removed the dust mask and placed it on his face. Then, lifting him, she urged, “Hurry up and climb! Grab the thickest branch in the middle and hold on tight!"
The boy got the message and climbed.
Right when the boy made it to the top, the ground surged again, shaking the ancient tree with its force.
Raegan clung to the tree trunk. She'd lost her chance and couldn't climb up now.
The soil soon covered her legs, knees, thighs... The dirt, mixed with chunks of rock, pained her with every hit.
Seeing Raegan hadn't come up, the boy began to cry out of fear.