By now it was raining and blowing pretty hard. Two or three times I called up, but only once I could hear an answer, and even then I couldn’t make out what he said. I had to climb over rocks and big trunks and roots of trees that must have fallen down from above some time or other. It was pretty hard. All of a sudden, that shaft of light that I was following was gone and I stood there in the rain and it was pitch dark all around.
I shouted up to Harry at the top of my voice, and there was some kind of an answer, but I couldn’t make it out.
“What’s the matter?” I yelled. “Throw the light down. I can’t see.”
I heard a voice that seemed kind of as if it was far, far off somewhere, and I listened, trying to make it out. I wasn’t sure whether it was a voice or just the wind.
I called out, “What?” Gee, my head just throbbed from shouting so loud.
“K-i-i-l-ld, k-i-i-l-d.” That’s just what the voice seemed to say.
All of a sudden I stumbled over a rock and fell down in the pitch dark and knocked my head. For a second it made me see a bright light, but I knew it wasn’t real. I could feel my forehead was bleeding. My leg was hurt too, so I couldn’t get up. And my head just throbbed and throbbed and throbbed.
I called as loud as I could and it just made my head pound all the more.
I shouted, “Throw the light down here; I’m hurt!”
But the only answer I could hear was that voice saying “K-i-i-ild, k-i-i-ild——”