Friends call me Nancy Drew, and enemies call me whatever they feel like—like “the girl who messed everything up.” But what else should you expect from criminals? The thing is, I’m a detective. Well—almost. I don’t have a badge or a pistol, but I always notice injustice, lies, and low acts—and I’m not going to let the villains get away with it.
This time, my friends and I went to Arches National Park. Around us are amazing sand-stone arches, great weather, and endless trails where it’s easy to get lost without the help of rangers. Although… it seems that’s exactly what happened to us.
Our guide stepped away to check some strange noise near the route—and didn’t come back. And the farther things go, the clearer it becomes: something is wrong here.