"How are we going to get out of this depth of a cliff?" I asked my voice non-frog-like.

"Climbing doesn't work and we can't swim out— the waves will drown us. What now?" Izzy asked.

"We could try to find a trail," I replied.

"That won't work. Remember the ocean surrounding us?" Izzy made wide hand gestures when she said it.

"Oh yeah, but, what about that way?" I pointed to the left. To a super-thin line that slanted upward.