From Chapter 11 Mountain Dues
The cat became more agitated in the back groaning and roaring thunderous roars from time to time. On the fifth day Ponchi began to lose it.
“I can’t take this anymore!” he screamed in an almost high-pitched womanly voice.
“I want to see something further away than three feet in front of my face I need to get out of here!” he began to sob.
“Quiet man I need to focus”
“Focus!” he became angry almost manlier, Yatnahc admired this attitude rather than the whimpering coward she was used too.
“You don’t even know where you’re going you have got us lost; we are all as good as dead I will take my chances on my own.”
He grabbed the door handle to jump out of the moving truck with illogical plans to run off into the mist and for a while it all made sense to him. This girl was not here to help him, she and the cat had caused his problems, why should he trust her? Maybe she planned to kill him, maybe she planned to kill herself but did not want to die alone, of course it made sense. Why it made sense he did not know. But it did, and he felt the need to get away but before he could go any further Yatnahc hit him on the back of the neck and knocked him unconscious, he was getting hysterical and she knew the sleep would do him good.
On the 6th day Ponchi was thinking more clearly and felt stupid for how he had acted the previous day and apologised, but then it was Yatnahc that began to act strange. She had started to see things in the mist and admittedly she had seen them yesterday, but not as often as she was seeing them today. They rushed before the truck and dashed in and out of vision amongst the mist, they floated almost spirit like, dark ghostly shapes all around them, she became scared frightened for their lives sweating all over she stopped the truck.
“What are you doing?” Ponchi said as she exited the vehicle.
He followed her.
“It’s Okay. I will protect you from them I will fight them don’t worry.”
Ponchi was worried she was sweating like she had a fever and acting strange
“Fight who? Yatnahc fight who?”
“Don’t you see them they’re everywhere are you blind?”
He realised then that Yatnahc was not feeling well; he put his arms around her.
“No I see nothing there is nothing there Yatnahc.”
“But there is there is we are in danger I see them.”
He had never seen her so unhinged since the moment he had met her.
“This is not you it’s the mist it is playing tricks on you, on all of us it wants us to lose our minds, believe me please believe me there is nothing there, I need you Yatnahc without you thinking straight we have no hope of leaving this place.”