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From Chapter 11 Mountain Dues<\/span><\/h2>\n

The cat became more agitated in the back groaning and roaring thunderous roars from time to time. On the fifth day Ponchi began to lose it.<\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t take this anymore!\u201d he screamed in an almost high-pitched womanly voice.<\/p>\n

\u201cI want to see something further away than three feet in front of my face I need to get out of here!\u201d he began to sob.<\/p>\n

\u201cQuiet man I need to focus\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFocus!\u201d he became angry almost manlier, Yatnahc admired this attitude rather than the whimpering coward she was used too.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t even know where you\u2019re going you have got us lost; we are all as good as dead I will take my chances on my own.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

He grabbed the door handle to jump out of the moving truck with illogical plans to run off into the mist and for a while it all made sense to him. This girl was not here to help him, she and the cat had caused his problems, why should he trust her? Maybe she planned to kill him, maybe she planned to kill herself but did not want to die alone, of course it made sense. Why it made sense he did not know. But it did, and he felt the need to get away but before he could go any further Yatnahc hit him on the back of the neck and knocked him unconscious, he was getting hysterical and she knew the sleep would do him good.<\/p>\n

On the 6th day Ponchi was thinking more clearly and felt stupid for how he had acted the previous day and apologised, but then it was Yatnahc that began to act strange. She had started to see things in the mist and admittedly she had seen them yesterday, but not as often as she was seeing them today. They rushed before the truck and dashed in and out of vision amongst the mist, they floated almost spirit like, dark ghostly shapes all around them, she became scared frightened for their lives sweating all over she stopped the truck.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d Ponchi said as she exited the vehicle.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

He followed her.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s Okay. I will protect you from them I will fight them don\u2019t worry.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Ponchi was worried she was sweating like she had a fever and acting strange<\/p>\n

\u201cFight who? Yatnahc fight who?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t you see them they\u2019re everywhere are you blind?\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

He realised then that Yatnahc was not feeling well; he put his arms around her.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo I see nothing there is nothing there Yatnahc.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut there is there is we are in danger I see them.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

He had never seen her so unhinged since the moment he had met her.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is not you it\u2019s the mist it is playing tricks on you, on all of us it wants us to lose our minds, believe me please believe me there is nothing there, I need you Yatnahc without you thinking straight we have no hope of leaving this place.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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