Minho and Kanji were struggling in the darkness. The forest was pitch black, blinding their sight as the tall trees loomed over them with a raging menace. It was so quiet and dark that they could hear the thumping of their hearts as they made their way through the path Mimi had guided them.
"Do you see any forked road?" Kanji asked.
"No," Minho whispered. "I can't see anything in this darkness."
The feeble torch they had was not enough to light the way. But they had to somehow manage it because Mina's life was at stake.
"Minho!" Kanji suddenly exclaimed. "I think I hear the sound of running water!"
Minho listened carefully. Kanji was right. There was the sound of running water! They must be close to the river.
"We're on the right path," he claimed. "The forked road must be here somewhere...Ah huh!
He pointed ahead, spotting the spot with the light from the torch. Kanji, too, saw it.
