No More Saving Me
I curled up beside a rock, able only to hope that my teammates would come back for me.
Two hours passed. I was soaked through and beginning to suffer from hypothermia. I collapsed to the ground, my consciousness hazy.
At that moment, my phone rang.
It was Stefan.
He asked where I was. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.
Before I lost consciousness completely, I vaguely saw a familiar figure running toward me.
Stefan saved me.
He carried me down the hill and successfully met up with the search team.
When I woke, I was in his arms.