It only looked like a slice of red velvet cake. It wasn't anything like chocolate. It was hard and compact with a flaky texture and didn't have much taste, but it wasn't bad or inedible. it was more strange than anything. Zach ate a little more than half before putting it down and wrapping it neatly again.
Still tired and weak, Zach grabbed Yanael and pulled her up next to him. He hugged her and brushed her golden blonde hair out of her bleeding face.
Fortunately, it seemed the injuries weren't serious. All head injuries could be serious, but it wasn't like she had lost an eye or gotten her forehead caved in. Yanael just had a few cuts and bruises that had already stopped bleeding.
Zach hugged her next to him and fell asleep, the relief of survival washing over him and strengthening his exhaustion.
