They finally reached a space near the top of the tree, and sure enough there was a hammock up there, in a spot where the tree branched out into several smaller trunks. He'd tied together the boughs of some of the branches below to help hide it a little better and tied the boughs above in a way that was meant help deflect the ever-present off-and-on rain some. It was a good spot to have a little hideaway since it meant they were cradled by the splitting of the tree trunk below, as if it was a little cage. If the hammock happened to break, or the game-makers decided to try to knock them out of the tree somehow, they'd at least have a chance of just hitting the branches a foot or two below and grabbing on.

The hammock creaked a little when they both climbed onto it but it held. It'd helped that he'd braided the vines together to give them a little extra strength.

Guy flopped gracelessly on one side of the it, taking a moment to catch his breath and try to get some energy back into his limp limbs before he pulled Joan's pack up.

"Took me a whole day," he breathed out heavily. "The climbing was the hard part though. I've been making these since I was little. Your hands just get used to doing it fast after a while."

He wiggled his fingers at her.

"And that's the view I was talking about," he said, pointing to one side where the leaves opened up just a bit. There was a natural dip in the forest below so that the tops of the other trees were visible, now shrouded in mist. As the sun set, the stars were peeking out in the gaps between the clouds, sharp and bright.

"Do you think they're real?" Guy asked, dragging himself up to go over and pull up her pack before anything happened to it. "The stars, I mean. I can't tell with this place, what's real."