#Chapter 305: The Storm

Time had no meaning to me, without a watch, but I certainly felt like I was stuck in that dirt pit for hours. I had tried several times to pull myself out, but each time ended in near-immediate failure. The walls were crumbling dirt. There was nothing to hold onto. Even my new werewolf strength couldn’t help me if I couldn’t find a handhold or foothold. So I could do nothing but wait. And wait. And wait. I worried about Veronica. Shouldn’t she have been back by now? What if she fell into another hole and we were both trapped here? Bridget did say she would come back for me after she found the treasure. She wasn’t lying, right? She wouldn’t leave me here to rot? The longer I stood there looking up as the sky grew darker, the more I began to doubt. Wait. That sky was getting awfully dark. We had left at dawn. It couldn’t have been night already, unless I really was starting to lose my mind. When had I last seen the sun? I tried to remember, but its position had been difficult to