Another failure that made it five in a row, and it only felt like it was going to continue like that. How many did they still have left? He'd been with this group for a good amount of time now; they would spend months, good months, before they made any progress at this rate, before they had even a small win.
He has tried asking the shadows around, at each of the places he's been with the group, but they all said the same thing. 'There isn't a way out...'
He lay down on a wooden log, covering his mouth with laced fingers. The others around him still looked to be in a good mood; true, they have a lot more failures than him, so maybe they have gotten used to it. But at the same time, why was he the only one who was doubting this whole plan?
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