The accident was a blur.
One moment they were walking along the top of the ravine, the next they were tumbling down the rocks and plunging into darkness.
Jeff regained consciousness with the mother of all headaches. It was light, but he had no idea if it was 'still' light or the next day.
He was lying on top of his walking buddy, Alan. Alan hadn't regained consciousness and it didn't look like he could. His body had taken most of the impact and was the main reason Jeff was still alive.
Jeff was unable to get up. There was so much blood which had congealed between the two men that they now looked like a Chamber of Horrors version of Siamese twins.
"Help!" shouted Jeff, well aware that he was miles away from civilisation.
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