174 Out of the Labyrinth

" So what if the person is deaf?" Albrecht curiously uttered.

" Hmm...its really a big problem. That's why, most elderly just stay around and dig more holes as extensions of their family's room."

" Is this granite?" Narciso crawled to closely hear the conversation.

" No, this cave is made of clay and supported by the tree roots of the jungle, if not, we eroded already. See how the roots helped us, the nature is our last hope and it protects almost everyone in the orient. Lieutenant, would you believe that there are more than 30 caves within the 5 neighboring barrios, including this one?" Bonifacio asked.

The lieutenant nodded and since they needed to continue the travel with the team to reinforce their comrades; so he asked permission for their way out.

" You may swim towards the river below or cli mb above using that hole, which one?" Bonifacio said.

" I guess we have to go up and start our walk from there."

" Good! so now, what else should I say but may the force in heaven shield to all of you. But don't hesitate to tell me if what else our family can help and we'll try our best." Bonifacio smiled.

" Ah, one of our comrades was injured from a slippery tree trunk. Can we temporarily leave him here and pick him up after Makasido?" George explained.

" Yes, sure." The old man replied.

Quickly, the lieutenant's team moved up but when its Amado's turn, he accidentally slipped while holding the hand of Baldur and exceedingly tried to get back his balance but still he fell and landed on a tree branch estimated 3 feet high from the hole. Albrecht had shouted.

" Amado!"

Albrecht's voice has echoed all over the place and in a while everyone felt the dose of tension when they've heard some noise heading towards them with the gnashing sound of rifles meters away. Since its almost dark so George signalled his comrades to go back into the cave. George was the last one to get in but decided to get out of the hole and moved down in order to save Amado. Fresh from his memory that there's another passage below the river, though it's a difficult way but still the safest. Without fear, he estimated the big tree's branch and jumped, right there he fell beside Amado and tapped his comrade's shaking shoulder.

" Sir, you didn't use any rope to get down...I'm shaking...there's no branch below us anymore but a river of water and rocks. My knees aren't moving anymore." Amado was whispeing in dismay while sweats all over on his face and neck.