Finally, she spotted Clay. “Give me your hand,” yelled Acaimie, in an attempt to reach out for him. Acaimie’s coming lit a glimmer of hope for Clay; however, having been shouting for help all the time, Clay was then too weak to make any movement. At that time, it occurred to Acaimie that she could go down the mountain to seek for more help, which meant that she would leave Clay temporarily. Leaving Clay would throw him into the sea of hopelessness, but staying here would not make any difference, either. A mixture of feelings swept over Acaimie.
Acaimie had to push those thoughts away and focus on what she could do. She made up her mind to stay with Clay, thinking about every possible way to help him out while encouraging Clay the time he was overwhelmed by a sense of fear. “Miracle does happen, Clay. We will turn out all right in the end,” said Acaimie in a soothing voice. Gradually, Clay calmed down, with the night falling and the summer heat fading. “Are you there, Clay and Acaimie?” down the steep came a male voice along with rays of torch light. Seeing the arrival of the rescue team, the two friends finally breathed a sigh of relief. After this experience, their friendship has been further consolidated.
