Jo was falling. Fast. Far below lay the jagged rocks upon which he would surely be dashed. He had time to inwardly resolve not to cry out before a hand gripped his wrist. Jo looked up to see Cole's face straining as he half came off the rocky ledge himself to rescue his friend. Owen, Studge, and Slimmo scrambled to hold Cole as Cole reached his other hand down and gripped Jo's as tight as a vice. "I'm not letting go," Cole whispered.














