Daily Writing Prompt Thread Thingy It'll Be Fun

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Okay. This week's prompt:
Disappearing.
Disappearing.
Everyone, everything.
I looked to the sky, but even that appeared gone. Nothing but the mist surrounded me. Faint sounds of voices called from behind. Another screech from the beast rang ahead. Quieter this time. Muffled. Muffled by the pounding in my head. I clenched my fists, tearing into the jagged rocks beneath me. I couldn't die out here. I had to lead this crew to safety.
A blurred figure appeared above me. Their shouts sounded like they were underwater. I felt a hand shaking my shoulder. Naughty move. I closed my eyes and reached up. They had to stop. Stop long enough for me to feel again.
The hand was pulled away and more muffled shouts filled the air around me.
"Don't do that!" one of the shouts rang clearer than the others. "You could make her worse!"
I drew in deep breaths. One breath. Two breaths. Three...
"Cassie."
I opened my eyes. Banks hovered above me.
"You still with us?" he said.
I rolled my head to the side. Warm liquid dripped through my hair.
"Whoa, don't move, Cassie. We'll help you."
"No," I moaned and turned to my side. "I'm fine. Get out of here."
"Stop moving. It's gone," Banks said. "We're going to make you a stretcher and bring you back to camp."
I laid my face on the wet ground and sighed. Nobody could find their way back from here. At least not in this thick mist. The sound of raging falls grew louder. They sounded like they were surrounding us, but I knew better. We had passed by the cliffs leading to them, back where one wrong step would land one's death. I pushed myself up. Nobody was going to lead but me. I led them this far and I'm not about to let them lead us back only for one of them to land in the falls. It's not happening.
 

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