Chapter 105 A Dead End

• "There's more—blood." Echo waved Ryan over, pointing at the faint traces beside her.
• Ryan took two quick strides over. He saw the barely noticeable bloodstains and glanced at the smoothed-over sand. Echo might not have understood what had happened, but Ryan did. These marks were made when someone hit the ground hard, rolled, and then scrambled—explaining why the footprints just vanished. The person didn't walk forward; they rolled to this spot instead.
• "Let's go." Ryan grabbed Echo around the waist, pulling her close, and used the flashlight in her hand to guide them deeper inside.