Chapter 5Griffen heaved herself up the next boulder with sigh. How much further was it? Glen had said they were heading to the summit, but they were nowhere near!
Patience, Griffen. Mt. Everest is very tall. It will be a while yet.
That was another thing she hadn’t got used to yet: Glen could read her mind. It was creepy.
There was a crag of rock above her. Griffen grasped the edge of the crag and jumped, pulling herself up. She reached up her other hand… and it brushed a loose rock. There was a small tremor as the rock tumbled off the cliff and hit the slope below. Phew. Griffen breathed a sigh of relief. Then, suddenly, there was a loud rumble and rocks and boulders of all shapes and sizes came tumbling down the mountainside towards her. She panicked, scrabbling for footholds, but she couldn’t find any. She was dangling by one hand from the precipice. The whole mountainside shook around her. Griffen was battered from side to side. Above her, she saw Glen flying ove
Chapter 4Griffen, Glen and Charlie had been trekking up the side of Mt. Everest for five days now, and it was hard work. Well, for Griffin. Glen and Charlie bounded up as if it was natural, and it was really annoying. One day, they had stopped for a drink at a stream, surrounded by patches of grass and large, grey rocks. Griffen had decided to go for a walk. She was wandering about in a small cluster of trees she had found, near the stream, when she saw something glinting a few yards away. She went over to have a look at it. And there, under a rock, was a shiny stone. An envelope was lying on the ground next to it. Griffen picked it up. It was ivory- coloured, and on the front, in curly script, it read ‘Griffen Graenson’. She turned it over and slowly opened the wax seal on the back. There was a small piece of paper inside. Griffen read it:
You do not know me now, and probably never will. I am most likely dead, killed by my own warriors. But just listen to what