The Plane Of The Dead

[Travis’ POV]

I watched in horror as Kim and Marissa grabbed hands and leapt forward, disappearing beyond the ledge of the cliff. What the hell did they think they were doing? Were they trying to bring about their own deaths?

Cursing, I rushed forward, preparing to jump too, but stopped as Thomas’ arm wrapped around me.

"Let go!" I growled, unable to control my raging emotions. "I can’t just..."

"Use your eyes, asshole," Thomas huffed, nodding towards the abyss below. "One wrong leap and your ass is done, can’t you see it?"

See it? What the fuck was he talking about?

Peering down, I took in the empty space below. There was no sign of Marissa and Kim, nor were there any signs of the damned wendigos that we were hunting. Where the fuck did they all go?

"Do you see any human pancakes down there?" Thomas continued, acting smug. "That means that there is something that we are missing, but Marissa and Kim managed to find."

Trying to calm my emotions, I began to search the area, trying to fi