"Yes," says Sunny. "It's time to go." She doesn't notice or care that Ashton doesn't seem to trust her. "There won't be any need to climb when we go."
There's a horrific feeling of pressure that rolls past, like a wave coming in to shore.
Sunny leads the way a few hundred yards up the rocky beach. Vivien blinks a bloody tear. "It grew," she says, and she swings Chester's hand between them.
The cliff face has been subsumed by a yawning void. The air around them is bitterly cold.
Vivien leads the way, hauling Chester and Sunny into the hole.