You start running as fast as you can, which is not very fast considering you are dragging the coward Wilhem and the skins. You hear a cry from above and dive to the ground. You feel a wind rush over you.
You get back up and after giving a quick glance to the sky, you start running again.
You hear a cry again and look up towards the sky. You cannot see anything but then again you knew you would not. Then you sense somehing right in front of you. You hear a cry, a blunt noise and a crack, and then you black out.
You arrouse several hours later with a sharp pain in your knee. The fog that surrounds you shows you nothing, except for the well that you ran into. You take a glance towards the heavens, then bend down to fish some water out of the well. You know it will do you no good, but you start calling into the mist.
You start crawling toward a random spot in the abiss. This seems pointless but you know it is your only shot at survival. It would be so much easier if only you had not shattered your knee cap.