The Last Expedition

ac and his team hacked through thick vegetation, every step dragging them deeper into the heart of the wilderne

y, his sharp eyes spotting faint trails and animal tracks, though they often seemed to circle

father had walked these same paths, perhaps even faced the same obstacles. Every rustle of

breathing thing, watching them. Every snap of a branch, every whisper of wind set their nerves on edge. S

ng closer. But