Chapter 292 He's Not Going Down

Charlie was hurt, and the odds of him getting me out of here were slim. The thought terrified me. If I died here, he might just stay by my side until the bitter end. Charlie seemed to read my mind. His face was set, his voice low and firm. "Stop that talk. We're going to find help soon. Stay with me, Yvette. We just need to keep moving, and we'll find someone." I nodded, though it felt like every ounce of energy was being siphoned from my body. I did not even know what kind of snake it was, but it was fierce. I had only been bitten a short while ago, and already I was so weak. Who knew you could run into snakes in the winter? Talk about bad luck. When my eyes started to droop, Charlie gave me a gentle but firm tap on the cheek. "Yvette, stay awake!" he commanded. My eyelids felt like they were made of lead, and through the blur, I whispered to him, "I'm so sorry, Charlie, for getting you into this mess, and to Inch too... wherever he is. If I don't make it, and you bump into Inch,