"Let's not do this again!" Boyce pleaded, with a grin.
Both passed out.
CHAPTER TWENTY
The sun slowly ascended in the east, appearing to rise from the distant end of the canyon, giving light to the rocky gap, through to its other far end.
Boyce opened his eyes to see some birds flying overhead. He quickly sat up but after he saw they had made it across the bridge he felt more relaxed. He stared back, at the immensity of the Dark Forest and its perpetually clouded tree tops.
Now he wondered, more than when they were inside the forest, if the mythical lore about the gremlin city, in the cloudy tree tops, was true.
Lloyd now sat up, as well, and with hazy eyes looked towards the forest, too.
He glanced to Boyce who wasn't looking at him at the time, very much intent in his study of the canyon.
"That place will get a man — one way or another!" Lloyd said waiting for a response from Boyce. "Boyce … I can't begin to say how sorry — "
" — Let it be, Lloyd!" Boyce cut into his apology, but not in a manner suggesting disrespect. "You weren't yourself and nor was I. I suppose the forest reached the both of us."